Dear lady I don't know,
you pointed out that my child needed a hat in this cold climate.
I responded angrily: "It's a fight I've been fighting for a year, by all means feel free to take it on from here".
I'm not an angry person. I didn't feel better after telling you off. I should have said: I agree.
We could have laughed together, who knows, shared a cup of tea? Perhaps you would have told me stories from your life with your little angry, nosy mouth. It seemed you were no stranger to meddling in other people's business.
I'm sorry. My child's bald head in this wintery scene pains my eyes as well. But she's determined. She HATES HATS.
ps. perhaps you did not see her little red frozen hands? she hates mittens too.
