Ok, so it actually wasn't 100, it was only 5, but it was still just a nerve racking as if it had been 100.
The outing for today was to go to the Airport Park and expend some pent up energy running around the playground. We met a friend and her two yr old there and prepared for a little relaxing. About a half hour later a few other parents and there small children showed up which got me excited because I wanted Blaine to have someone his age to play with. I didn't realize that the two of the "children of the corn" had just arrived.
First the little girl sat right next to me, like touching my leg close, pointed at my newborn and said "cute baby". Scooting away I said thanks. She ran off. Then her twin brother runs up and starts eyeballing my newborns pacifier. Before I could stop him he snatched it up and it took both his grandmother and me to pry his hands off of it. While all this is going on my five year old is running and screaming about Ben 10 at the top of his lungs.
After recovering from that scare the next little girl that ran up and told me I had a cute baby was easy to handle. Then all hell broke loose with my friend's two yr old being pushed down by the second little girl, the Corn boy snatching my son's watch and running for the hills with it and every other child at the playground joining in on the chase to catch him, including Blaine.
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