21

Tantrums

"Careful, baby!"

We were still at the entrance of the mall when Indie immediately ran inside with the other kids around. Actually, while we were still on the trip, she kept asking what the mall looks like that we were going to. She asked me if it's just the same in France, and I told her yes. It's still a mall. No difference. Only the people. And things, maybe?

"Indie, baby, stop running!" I felt the stress dropped on my forehead. People were still looking at us and it's not helping. I feel slightly uncomfortable. Especially because they're throwing me judgmental stares. Some of them recognized me, maybe, I don't know. I'm not sure. Some were holding a cellphone, clearly taking some shots at me or my daughter. 

"Mommy! There are so many people and so many kids!" She said with a smile as she came running back to me. She held my hand so I picked her up and started walking again. 

"There