There I was, a 30-year-old woman who taught preschool and was a private tutor, walking down the aisles at Target when I saw her.
She was a woman with a toddler — no older than 3 — and in the middle of Winter her toddler was gasp — Not. Wearing. Shoes! He just hung out in the shopping cart with his dangling freezing tootsies.
It’s Winter, I thought. What is she thinking? I made my silent smug judgment, picked up my one item I went into Target for, although I left with 50 other things, and walked away knowing I would never do that! Read more