This morning, Lou Lou was with me and the cowboys. We were leaving a building via the elevator. It had been raining that morning and I had my umbrella with me. I asked Lou to carry it for me while I juggled the cowboys. She was happy to carry it. She pointed the way onto the elevator with the umbrella. Just then an older lady appeared and entered the elevator with us. Next thing we knew she was lecturing Lou about the proper way to hold an umbrella.
"Put that point down!" She sternly told Lou. "The tip of an umbrella is like a rifle. It could hurt someone! Have you ever been taught how to hold a rifle?"
Lou Lou and I were stunned. What kind of weirdo starts yelling at a young lady in an elevator? We both just stood there speechless.
As we exited the elevator, the crazy lady said something along the lines of, "Stay with your mother. You are all good kids."
This lady had to assume I was Lou's mother. Who disciplines a child in front of their mother? She's lucky I didn't take that "rifle" and beat her with it. Seriously, what is wrong with her?
When we got home, we had to take some pics for the blog. Sweet Lou, innocently under the umbrella...
Sassy Lou, posing with her umbrella...