Little Tear Drops

The Cooper-Young Festival is a time for joy. A time for laughs, kicks, and giggles. Unfortunately for one woman at the festival, who may have endured an excessive amount of alcohol, took it upon herself to push her stroller. In the stroller her young two year old daughter rode down the road, along the sidewalk, and in the middle of the street! Her activity led to an angry audience who went about cursing and yelling at the lonesome lady. As I nervously watched this scene unfold I suppose I anticipated what would occur next.

The mother was stumbling, bumbling, and rumbling down the road when a car almost hit her and the baby. Therefore she smoothly and zealously moved onto the sidewalk, where like a true sidewalk, ended abruptly. The baby then, as I cringed, was immediately dropped on her face. The crowd behind me screamed. One obnoxious teen confronted the mother throwing a few indecent words her way. I refrained from cursing and said a little prayer under my breath. The crowd continued with cursing as they saw her and her child walk down the middle of the road and jump into a pickup truck with had a strong willed significant other at the wheel.

This event left me disappointed. As I finished walking to my car I could still hear the loud crying of small little girl. In fact, I almost felt like crying myself.

And like a productive multitask-er, the mother of the daughter talked on her cell phone during the entire process.