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Jerks

  Ever heard the saying "mean people suck"? Well, I concur.
  Tonight we were out running errands, and while checking out at one store the boys were being a bit rowdy, not bad, just rowdy. So just as I was finishing up with the lady at the counter I turn around and see an old lady asking Taevin if he is an orphan, he says no and she says ever so sarcastically, "you mean you have parents, and they let you run around like this? THE NERVE! I stood there a little stunned and for a moment had an inner battle between the devil on my left shoulder urging me to give into my mother bear instinct and go off on the ornery old hag (which I've actually done before), and the angel on my right shoulder whispering "blow it off, don't stoop to her level". Well I'm happy to report, that against my natural red headed tendencies, I kept my mouth shut and didn't make a scene.
  When I told Russ about the encounter he was less than pleased, but we agreed that when we're old and forgetful, we'll try to remember what it was like having active, curious little kids and therefore be less judgemental of other struggling young parents.

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  1. Wow! Was she a Primary President in my neighborhood by any chance? Haha. What nerve the old hag lady had.

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  2. I hate it when stuff like that happens... it's so hard to hold back and not go off on those people. When I'm old and have nothing to do I'm going to try to go to grocery stores, dept. stores, etc and find any mom who is having a hard time with her kids. Them I'm going to do anything to help her and make her realize everything is fine and show her I'm not bothered at all.

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  3. You have GOT to be kidding me! What is wrong with some people. She must have never had kids. I so would have given her the bird! LOL!

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  4. Really? So sorry! I think I would have given given her a piece of my mind! What an amazing Momma you are! xoxo

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