A woman yesterday was trying to tell me what I needed to do for my son. Like I shouldn't have him at work with me. I shouldn't let him try chocolate at 7 months old. He should have socks on. Etc...

So I said "oh ok thank you. Now can you also tell me his birthday? And birth weight, length, and time of birth?"

Of course she says no. So I then said "but how would you not know that?"

What does she say? "What do you mean how do I not know?! He's not my child. Of course I'm not going to know that about him"

So I looked up, smiled proudly, and said "exactly dear. He's not your child. He's my child and I don't need to be told what I NEED to do with him."

She walked out the door and had to come back cuz she left her car keys 😂