After watching Lucy for a week, she came home crying, and that made me angry in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. Mrs. Carpenter, our arrogant neighbor, had declined to give Lucy money, dismissing it as a “life lesson.” I was determined to set things right, so I came up with a scheme to make sure Mrs. Carpenter had her own lesson. With tears streaming down her cheeks, Lucy staggered through the front door. Alarms went off at the sight of her crying, something she did not often do. My heart fell when I saw how completely defeated my normally calm daughter appeared. “Lucy?
” I hurried over and put my hands there.With tears streaming down her cheeks, Lucy staggered through the front door. Alarms went off at the sight of her crying, something she did not often do. My heart fell when I saw how completely defeated my normally calm daughter appeared.”Lucy?” I hurried over and put my hands on her shaky shoulders. “What took place?” She wiped away her tears and shook her head at first, unable to say anything. I helped her to the couch so she could collect herself. At last, she let forth a tremulous whisper. “Mom, she refused to pay me.”Who wouldn’t give you money? I inquired, perceiving the direction this was going. “Mrs. Carpenter,” Lucy cried with a fresh tear in her eye. She claimed that it was a “life lesson” and that I ought to have received it in writing. She also didn’t give me any money.My heart raced. “That’s what she said?”
Mom goes to the bathroom to nurse her child, and a waitress slips her husband a note.
Jackie Johnson-Smith was treated to an unanticipated act of kindness while dining with her family at a pizza restaurant in Iowa.
She shared a picture of the restaurant bill along with the statement, “I have breastfed three children,” on Facebook. I have cared for them in countless situations, both public and private, at happy and unhappy times. Even though I’ve had a lot of looks and stares, tonight dispels all of that bad vibe. It was my first time eating at Fongs tonight. I spent some time in the booth nursing my grumpy baby before getting up early to avoid disturbing the other diners.
“The waitress gave this receipt to my hubby. I couldn’t talk because I was so upset. I don’t deserve a pat on the back for feeding my child, but it felt amazing. The final words of the letter were, “It’s amazing how women can empower and feel for one another.
The message was written by waitress Bodi Kinney, who told KCCI 8 News in Des Moines, “We need to come together and support each other when it comes to nursing our children.”
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