Our Side of the Story

So the other day at Target, Rachel went into total meltdown mode--full-on tantrum, screaming, and refusing to get in the car.  Katie was keeping her buckled in the cart, because she [Rachel] wanted to go back in the store, and if she were to be unbuckled, she'd make a mad dash across the parking lot.  The additional players in this drama, in order of President Kimball-esque help:

1. The parent who'd obviously been in a similar situation who said, "Good job keeping your cool."
2. The shopping-cart wrangler who checked on them three times to make sure everything was still OK.
3. The concerned customer who told us that people in the store were starting to get worried and "were thinking about calling someone".
4. The numerous passersby with expressions ranging from sympathy to outrage.
5. The one guy who circled back in his car to take first a picture, then a full video of the incident with his cell phone.

After about 30 minutes of screaming and yelling, Rachel calmed down, gave Katie a hug, and said, "Okay, I'm ready to go home now."

Anyway, if you get calls about us from Child Protective Services for character references, or recognize us in a viral video entitled "Child Abuse in Moorpark", at least you know our side of the story.