tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003742530940677.post7652316243218428854..comments2008-03-25T11:45:36.406-07:00Cinnamon and Mikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08493657536077257345noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003742530940677.post-66803663755507761012008-03-25T11:45:00.000-07:002008-03-25T11:45:00.000-07:00Oh I so agree with you on this front! One time specifically that I recall that made me the most angry was when my youngest was just a baby and my oldest was an extremely chatty pick everything up 2 year old. <BR/>I was in a Smitty's restaurant with them having breakfast, the table next to us consisted of 3 men, all probably in their mid to late 20's. One of these men was swearing nonstop! I mean everything coming out of him was cursing and swearing, and he was NOT talking quietly either. And the saddest part, there I sat with my young children and the other 2 of those men were both police officers and neither said a word to their friend about his potty mouth. I have massive respect for police, but that day I was utterly disgusted, they glanced over at me a couple of times and I could tell they were kind of embarrassed, but neither of them spoke up to their friend.Jolenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12628034556933348685noreply@blogger.com