If you haven’t heard already, the internets is abuzz over the photos of Suri Cruise, aged 5, sucking on a pacifier. Simply Google “Suri Cruise pacifier” and pages and pages of commentary will pop up.
Because it is perfectly fine for the foibles of a five year old, presumably the most fashionable one on the planet, to be subject to the judgement of the world!
Listen, anyone who has had a kid, and I wonder about some of the people doing all of the pearl-clutching and their experience with children, knows that kids have quirks. Neither of my children had any interest in a pacifier whatsoever, so I’ve never had to wean them off of one. But all children have their comfort objects, and as long as it isn’t hurting them, I’m not going to say anything about it.
And I sure as hell know that I am beyond glad that there aren’t a million paparazzi chasing after my daughter every second she is out in public. Because man, I would probably be proclaimed the world’s second-worst mother, right behind this woman.
But who knows what Suri does with her pacifier? Maybe it was a one-day deal. Maybe she found it between the cushions of the car seat and decided to haul it out for old time’s sake. Maybe the photographers constantly following and shouting at her and her mother stress her out and she needs a binky. This actually distresses me just thinking about it.
Or maybe, just maybe, the all-knowing internet could just lay off a five year old that they don’t even know.
Because goodness knows that if anyone has the money to pay for any dental bills, it is Tom Cruise.