We went to Lowes yesterday for yard supplies. A gentleman asked if we needed anything. My husand and I both politely dismissed him and continued looking, but the three year old yelled at the gentleman to, “Go away, get on out of here, shoo shoo.” I reprimanded her. Then I hear her making crazy screaming, squealing noises. I looked behind me. There was another Lowes employee laughing and throwing her arms up in the air to make her scream. Then I turned to the three year old to see what she was doing. She was sitting in the cart flipping the Lowes girl off just as plain as day. I don't do that. Where does she get this stuff?? I guess that'll teach me to get the nascar cart next time when she asks.
Keep me in your prayers. One of us will soon be committed.
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Both of you deserve that kid~! :)
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