freudian....

ok, so...after 2 stops at groceries on the way home, and the systematic putting away of stuff, i went upstairs to change clothes and found myself putting on my pajamas, rather than a pair of shorts......ooops......must mean that i am really tired....as much emotionally as physically....there are only so many pregnant underage girls that a person can meet and process in a day without the specter of the downfall of society as we know it flashing before my eyes....when asked to describe the daily diet of her toddler, one girl (expecting again soon after the 1st turns one) told me that she stopped trying to feed her baby jar-food because he didn't seem to like it...and so at 11 months this child is drinking formula and eating little other than cheetos.....omg......and when i asked her if she had tried to give this near-child a cup....she seemed incredulous to the notion that an almost year-old child could be expected to hold a sippy cup.....and when i mentioned that a pack-day habit ends up costing $19,000 by the time this toddler graduates high school she just shrugged......gentle readers, this is not enough to turn me to the dark (red side).....where would these folks be without public assistance?.......i have no answers....only questions......where is this child's grandparents....there must be somebody who can guide this idiotic teen entrusted with a child and one-on-the-way........and it is not the other idiotic teenager who was with her (clients in my thursday county alsways come with somebody else)......also expecting.....and seeming to see pregnant teen number one as her role model.....omg.....