“Excuse me is this your child?”

I approached a woman the other day and asked,

“Excuse me, is this your child?”

For a moment I saw her face fall and instinctively I knew what flashed through her mind.

(“Oh shit, what has he done?”)

I could almost sense her heart fall, her stomach turn and that creeping blotchy rash start to spread across her chest, I could almost feel the beads of sweat forming on the back of her neck and her heart start to race.
I could envisage the thoughts crashing through her mind like a stormy sea scrabbling around for the excuses, the come backs, the justifications for whatever had just happened.

The adrenaline starts to surge and this poor woman is ready to enter flight or flight, but I’m not done yet, I had something I wanted to say to this mother and I didn’t want her walking away until I had said it.

You see I had been watching her son with mine and what I saw I had to comment on, I couldn’t just leave it.

“Excuse me, is this your child?”

“Erm yes”

“I just wanted to say what a lovely little boy you have there”

Instantly her shoulders relax, a small sigh of relief escapes her lips and the tense look on her face softens and she breaks out in a shy smile.

“I’ve been watching your son playing with mine for the last 15 minutes and it was such a lovely sight to see.”

For a moment she looked slightly taken aback.

“I said thank you to your son for playing with mine and he said ‘I thought he looked lonely and needed a friend’, he was so sweet helping him up, sitting with him and talking to him, you’re raising such a lovely boy”

The compliment seemed to take her back but I meant every word for I had watched this boy (who was 5 compared to my 2 year old) as he helped lift him up onto the hay bales at the barn. I watched as they sat and chatted together, as they slid down the hay laughing with each other.


I watched as my son looked up admiringly at this older boy taking him under his wing and follow him around eager to be a part of whatever game was being played. This older boy wasn’t put off by my toddler not being able to fully interact in a conversation, not did he mind lifting him up again and again onto the hay bales. Even when I said to my son that we had to go, this boys face dropped slightly and asked “Can he come back and play later?”. He didn’t just take him under his wing but he liked him being around.

I knew I had to find this boys mum and tell her how sweet her child had been. In a world of shaming and blaming today needed a little happiness and cheer.

It shouldn’t take us by surprise when we receive a compliment, and it shouldn’t feel like a rarity in a sea of negativity that surrounds us. With so many shocking stories in the news, moaning and whining on social media, ranting posts on who may be supporting breastfeeding or not, the “go f@#* yourselves” retorts or the usual corrupt hypocritical politicians, what ever happened to the happily ever after? What ever happened to the light at the end of negative media ralleyed tunnel?

We find it so easy to criticise and complain, to rant and rave but it almost feels too awkward to compliment someone, to say something nice, to tell someone they’ve done well. Well not today, I bounded up to this mum with smiles and compliments and I wanted her to know that at that moment her boy was special and not just to her but to a stranger passing by, and I wanted her to know that she had done good, as this just doesn’t come from nowhere and that needed acknowledgement.

“Well done”



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  1. Life with monster child

    Excellent! mummy power! Round here there’s an unwritten code around places children play, mums don’t even make eye contact let alone speak to each other!

    • thewhimsicaladventuresofanotsosupermum

      Oh my God that’s awful, I think if something nice is happening or there’s a sweet exchange between kids we should acknowledge it, even if it’s a nod and a smile. We need more positivity in this world!! How can we expect our kids to be positive, polite and compliment each other when we can’t do it ourselves….and it feels nice giving and receiving compliments!?!?! Baffles me x x x

  2. Sarah Stockley (@kipperscurtains)

    I always tell other parents if I think their children are polite and lovely. There are so many great kids and parents, it’s good to give them a bit of credit. I have received compliments about mine and it is awesome, Sarah. #FabFridayPost

    • thewhimsicaladventuresofanotsosupermum

      I honestly think we need more positive examples being set and commended, the negative is so easily talked about but sometimes we forget to shout out about the good things x x x

  3. thesingleswan

    Well done you for telling this mum that her son was a lovely little boy. I was in John Lewis the other day giving Cygnet some tea before dropping him off at his Dad’s house (we are separated). A middle aged lady came up to me and told me that I was a lovely mother. It was probably the nicest thing that anyone has said to me. Being a single mum who works full time I often feel that I don’t spend enough time with Cygnet, I am conscious that he is from a broken home and won’t have the childhood that I had. I nearly cried. I am sure you made this mother’s day too. Loads of love Pen xx #FabFridayPost

    • thewhimsicaladventuresofanotsosupermum

      I hate the term “broken home” I know I don’t know you but you are a great mum and you’re doing your best and your boy will know that, maybe not now but he will. No matter the family set up, as long as a child is loved and cared for it shouldn’t matter how “home” is. It won’t be broken but full of love and dedication and I’m sure a lot of cuddles 🙂 Be proud of what you’re doing and the boy you are raising 🙂
      Thank you for coming by and commenting x x x

  4. entertainingelliot

    How lovely, I wish more people would take the time to compliment others and not criticise! xx #fabfridaypost


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I am a wife, a high school teacher, a mum of two and occasionally I dabble in the fine art of cake baking and decorating. I am bumbling my way into the blogging world upon the request of some fellow mum chums so here goes.