we tried to take jaxy to the santa claus parade yesterday and unfortunately it ended up being one of the worst experiences i've had after ten years of living in this city.
the people we encountered were rude and just unbelievably ignorant. i never (ever!) usually say anything to strangers but seriously at one point this woman was practically standing on top of my dad and i had to tell her to back the eff off. i don't understand the incredibly uncontrollable need to take 1 million pictures of Blinky the police car. what is it that makes people forget the concept of personal space? or just manners in general? anyway, after being kicked by the child beside me on her father's shoulders for the 67th time and then actually squeezed out of where i was standing by a mother and her child (no 'excuse me', no nothing) i had had enough and got out of there.
jax had fallen asleep almost instantly so we made our way home about 20 minutes in to the parade. right after i got yelled at by a woman who got coffee spilled on her shoes. yes, because that was MY fault. arg.
i cannot wait to move outta here!!!! i am basically crossing off the days in a giant calendar in my mind.
once we got home we had play time here and the little man decided he would stand up for a while. what happened to my teeny tiny baby?
ps: santa jammies make everything all better :)
