When I Realized My Kids Are Good Kids

When I Realized My Kids Are Good Kids

It just took a total stranger to make me see it.

When it comes down to it, that lunch at the Grand Hotel was more my issue than theirs. My sense of paranoia was more about how I thought we would be perceived, than it was because of any history of rotten behavior on my children's part.

In the future, I'll stress out less when we're out as a family. I'll remember that my kids are good kids. Even with fruit smeared on their faces.

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