When you're having a day in town shopping for your infant toddler clothing, it's nice to stop for a break and a well deserved cup of coffee at your favourite cafe.
But it seems that things dont always go to plan, if the article below is anything to go by!
While sitting at the local Subway enjoying a nice hot cup of very strong coffee, and leisurely reading my 2000+ unread emails, I was suddenly and viciously attacked by a four-year old demon named Damien. I know his name because his parents used it repeatedly, yet casually, as Damien proceeded to wreck havoc on the unsuspecting patrons. It wasn’t the child’s behavior that bothered me, as much as, the parents. They offered no apollogies, and made no attempts to control the child.
by Karen Kramer
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