i sat in my apt for the last 20 mins.. hearing a kid LOOSE his EVER loving mind.. the first 12 minutes.. I LITERALLY thought nothing.. I HAVE FOUR of my own.. I KNOW.. I KNOWWWWWWWWW.. I KNNNNNOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW
when in continued.. I thought where is it coming from.. why does it sound like its on speaker??
so i go to see this.. a mom.. seeming a little spent.. using her phone.. while this kid just wails.. following her..wailing..
MY HEART.. goes to her.. I think DUDE i know you.. I wish I could just put my hand on your shoulder.. DUDE I KNOW.. as I know she wont beat him... although I am sure she would like to sew his lips shut..
but I just watch.. NOSEY rude.. HOPING I will die if she see me snapping these.. as I wont be able to tell her.. why..and DO YOU FREAKING WANT SOMEONE snapping you during this SHIZZZZZZZ.
although.. I HAVE seen some phone cameras being used at TIMES..
I KNOW.. with OUT A SHADOW of a doubt.. my kids would be UP on the stand in court.. saying.. YOU don't KNOW.. how naughty I was being... and really our lives where at stake.. mom was trying to keep us on task.. while safe!!!
feels good to never be EVER alone.. whether its our heavenly father sending or giving us a shout out.. or whether its begin able to lament with another good o'l mom.. hope she is not trying to hold in too much and has a place where she can SCREAM.. respectfully and japanese like.. OF COURSE!!!!!!!



okay not EVEN THE NEXT day.. but HOURS later.. I find myself RIGHT where she was.. RIGHT where she was, I take you kids over to the school... per jonahs request to go play around the yard.. (which we go up and down these streets.. to NOW hear.. jonah-kun, jonah-kun.. I constantly see kids tugging on their parents to point.. thats jonah-kun, I only know of one other american in your grade)
so I grab jars to feed ozzy while you all run around..
I bought truly a donut at mimi.. of course all you do is LICK the chocolate.. so on the way back after playing.. you are arching your back in the stroller cause I wont stop and GET another one.. so I take you OUT of the stroller to BLUFF... fine you can stand right here and cry.. we are moving towards HOME..
ITS TOO close to the street... you CALL MY BLUFF.. even jonah was like MOM.. we cant leave her.. ( truly, truly COME HERE.. I have candy.. as a WORRIED jonah try to entice you) you were budging..
I quickly gained my senses..and HURRIED you along in a rather BRISK way:) .. thinking DUDE not 20 steps from here FOUR hours ago.. i watched a mom fuss with her child..
WHO TAKING MY PICTURE?? will I be on the news????????