I was shopping on Sunday for a cheap windbreaker of sorts - I am looking to layer . I was prowling the clearance racks of TJMaxx and Marshall's and couldn't resist looking at home decorating stuff, too. I was standing near the clearance candles when I heard this exchange:
baby cries in double stroller, which also holds her 2ish-year-old brother
Mom: "(Baby Girl), why are you crying?"
Brother: "She's crying because I bit her. I bit her foot."
Mom: " ... what?!"
Brother: "I bit her foot. Right there." (points to foot)
Mom: "Why did you bite her?! You're not allowed to bite."
Brother: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I bit you. Stop crying!"
Mom soothes daughter.
Brother: "I said I was sorry. Geez. Stop crying!"
I had to leave so the boy (and mom) wouldn't see my face.
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