Revenge
Start to do the baby-sitter for a child of 1 year and a half (probably now a little 'time ago), not having a lot of experience with very young children, began alternating moments where they are practically on a times when I try to keep a few feet away. In one of these last moments, the child is close to the sand pit with its compagnetti the nursery.
Suddenly his eyes looked at me with those wide boys, amused smiles and cries while launching into the air all the sand that had raised with his shovel.
rushing alarmed and trying to clean up the sand that is over the hair mind a mother of one of his compagnetto approaches me for help, and between a giggle and the other comments with drawled, "Ah, Gertrude (name)! I wonder how happy Mom will be Anastasia (another name) when you get home. "
I strained a smile not knowing what to say, but at that moment I fell very close eye on the son of this lady so kind that just at that moment he is slowly raising his shovel full of sand. I hold my breath in a muffled "no", putting his hands on the hair of my little Gertrude (continued the real name), but he throws the sand, preferring avvicinarsela mouth and eat.
The selfless lady remains forbidden for a few seconds before eplodere flushed in a shrill "No silly!"
continuing to sprinkle my baby, I enjoy just fall sideways to the the mother who tries to spit at son sand.
I tried not to smile even in that scene, but I can not hide that I was inwardly rejoicing with a frenzied "Yay! In your face, lady hypocrite! "
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