after the cigarette lady, the freshly mowed grass smell, and cafe rio with the fam, me and stace had a free day.......and the weather was making us giddy. we jumped to the first thing we thought of, and that was the park. i happened to have a blanket in our trunk from our campfire.
we laid it out, bathed in the sun and went down the slides with cooper and reese.
i have a feeling i'm going to be a ronchy mom. cooper stood up and stacies sweater was cought in his pocket and a kid, about 5 years old that i wanted to slap, yelled out, "look at that poo poo baby!" and cooper just stood there looking confused.
i looked at him and with my low, manly, raspy voice said, "be nice you freaking fetcher." just kidding, but i really did say play nice in a rude tone. i got defensive. i don't know why. i'm sure the kid doesn't even know what "poo poo baby" means.
aside from the bully's, the park date was perfect for us. and red mango after the park didn't hurt either:).
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I get anxiety at the park when other kids around. Kate likes to be brave now and do everything alone on the slides, and if other kids around, I just sit and wait for them to say or do something to her so I can go beat the crap out of them. And I never go to Playplaces anymore ever since I yelled at a kid who took a basketball from Kate.
HAHA! Allie, I love you. And Melissa, I love you even more for defending my poo poo baby.Even after two kids, I still want to kick kids that annoy me. That day was fantastic. We need lots more of them!
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