Originally Posted by AFWife
Coworker: No! You MUST start solids at 6 months. I know, I worked in a daycare!!
DH: *to me later* Yeah, because being a daycare worker means that you know everything about early childhood development...
Sigh. I worked in a daycare / preschool, too. One of the other teachers was fired and subsequently investigated for "punishing" toddlers by stomping on their feet. Obviously the mere fact of having worked in a daycare does not mean you have half a clue about children.
I once had a doctor tell me that my daughter being allergic to one of the ingredients in a vaccine was no reason not to give it to her, and he had never heard of such a thing. Scary!
For some reason another doctor we see feels the need to grill my daughter about her homeschool schedule, and tried to tell her that she needs to start school earlier in the day. Grrr. Made me really want to invite him to come over and try to get seven kids fed and dressed, and all of their chores done earlier so we can start school when *he* thinks we should!
I have had a *lot* of comments from total strangers about how many kids we have, culminating in the guy who ran the carousel at RenFaire insisting that my kids would hate me when they grow up, and refusing to accept my assurance that my kids love having so many brothers and sisters. There was also the grocery store checker who told me that if I was her daughter she'd kill me (for having four kids), and the sales clerk at a department store who said I should let my SIL "have the next one" when I tried to "defend" myself saying that my SIL had a bunch of kids, too (which is weird because ultimately SIL and I gave birth the same number of times, though not the same number of kids, and after the last one she joked that she was done and I "won." LOL.)
Once, a guy at church told me that my kids would get diabetes if I let them eat a donut. My kids eat healthy all day every day, so I really don't think one treat at church is going to kill them.
We're pretty lucky that we don't have to deal with bad advice from our friends and family. My husband's family is just as "weird" as we are, and my MIL and SIL will roll their eyes at stupid advice with me, and everyone else we know agrees with some stuff and accepts the rest.