Been up on and off most of the night.
bah.
Must regale you with my foray into stupid parenting hell last night.
I'd just completed the transaction and was about to leave the store when
flashing red lightslamming doorsYes, we had a code Adam. I could see the mom crying by the customer service area.
"no, he isn't in the washroom, he isn't anywhere!"
So, in ten minutes time... along comes dad.
don't know about any of you... but as a parent, I'd be checking if it was my child a.s.a.p."what?! YOU DID THIS?!"
and then he goes on to say he gave the kid the keys to the car, cause he was bored with 'your' stupid shopping.
feeling slightly murderous at this pointSo, as the police walk in, I look at one square in the eye and proclaim that this moron... he needs parenting classes!
Tell me..
Who in their right mind gives a six year old keys to a car?
To walk out into a busy parking lot, alone?
If the kid doesn't want to hang out with mom... what is wrong with you taking them?
*like I'm gonna put up with his whining when I'm lookin at my stuff. Direct quote.The windchill was pretty darn cold last night.
Was the kid going to start the car too? To keep warm? What if someone followed him. What if someone hit him in the parking lot? What if they started the car and it rolled or they put it in gear for fun?
Anyone tired of the what ifs?
Cripes and I felt bad for hollering at m2 yesterday when he wouldn't leave his sister alone.
*not good for what is left of the voice, not good at all.
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