Now that I'm older, I don't really feel annoyance towards it. In general, my level of annoyance towards various things has lowered. The play, in a way, does reflect reality. There are people who can't face reality, and would rather live in a fantasy. There are also mothers who are trying to protect their children and go overboard in doing so.
Writing this, I feel like I've matured. Maybe it's because I'm really tired and sleepy and things make more sense when I feel this way, but... I'm hoping that I did grow up. Even just a tiny bit.
P.S The picture is a photo of a bunch of glass bead phone charms that I found in my desk. I've probably had them for 3-4 years now?