Yesterday we went to a blog girls meet up at Ngwenya Glass Village. What a nice setting for a relaxed afternoon of chatting and laughing. I did not get a chance to look around all the little craft shops – well to be honest it would have been an unnecessary temptation with an empty purse! But I really want to go again and take my mom as I think she would enjoy it. It was lovely to chat and the kids could run around and play. I got to meet some of the people that I have not met IRL before which always makes reading and sharing their blog journeys that much more real and meaningful.

A pink hair first: a old man walking past asked if he could just touch my hair Hahahaha, I have had plenty of people ask to feel the new boobs since I got them, but this is the first request to feel my hair!

But the disconcerting part was near the end, Laura was staying in Jhb and I was taking all the many many kids home. She had left and the kids were still playing while we sorted out the last of the bill and got gathered up to leave. Kiara and Rachel come running over to me to say that a man has put Kiara’s toy dog in his car! They are visibly upset so I got up and walked over to where Cameron was to get the rest of the story. They say the dog was on the ground near them while they were playing and a man picked it up and put it in his car. They showed me the man in his late 50’s early 60’s I guess. He was chatting so some other people so I went over and asked if he had her dog. He said he did and walked to the car to get it. He said he found it and was going to hand it in at the desk but could not find anyone to give it to?!??!! What??? There were restaurant staff all over the place! I found it really really weird that he put it in his car while the kids watched him do this.

Needless to say I gathered the kids and left quite quickly. I could not figure out if he had spoken to the kids or not but Cam was very insistent that he told the girls to come straight to tell me and not to talk to the man. GO CAM!! We spoke about it in the car and about how they had all done the right thing coming to call me and not talking to the man. It is sucky that the world we live in makes it necessary to have these types of conversations with our kids.

Am I over reacting here or is that just creepy odd behaviour??