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She( the mom that is) looked up at me with a, at first relieved, then pleading, look, so I ran over to help. BAD IDEA! I went and picked up two of the angry princesses and the next thing I know they are trying to make me revert to skin-headedness. The incessant pulling!!! The bigger problem was they had learned to grab, not ungrab and my obvious displeasure was upsetting them into a crying frenzy. So now I had two wailing and squirming babies in my arms, whom I could not place down, as it would mean losing the hair on both sides of my scalp, and could not keep in my arms, cause it would mean the same fate with the hair .... and permanent deafness(SIGH! ... talk about catch 22.). Thankfully mom got the first one to behave by then and helped relieve me of one very painfully upset baby(painfully being the key word here), so I was able quieten the other bawling mess. Once all three were feeling more human, thankfully, my illusive-until-then bus made an appearance. In the hurry to get in I walked right into the door, but damned if I waited there a second longer for those three to start again(they were definitly books u could never ever judge by their covers). So I picked myself up and jumped in and breathed only after the bus moved. Phew! Wat an experience! Ah well! It was fun i have to admit, after all i AM a little bit of a sadist. But then who isn't. |