I have a very sad story. Today over my lunch I went to Kohls to get some pants for V. I had some spare time so I went in the dressing room to try on some clothes. there was only one other stall full and it was the one next to mine. There were two little kids in their with their mom and the girl was probably 2 or younger and the boy was probably 4. They were singing nicely to each other and the little girl was squeeling and screeming from excitement of her brother. Apparently the mom thought they were being too loud and she started reprimanding them. She went from 1 to 100 in point two seconds. all of a sudden I heard the loudest bangs on the wall and the little girl started screaming the most horrendous scream I have ever heard. The boy started screaming too and kept saying "stop hurting my sister!" "Stop doing that to my sister. " Then you'd hear another bang and he'd start screaming....then the baby again, then the bigger kid and the mom was SCREAMING at these kids while beating the snot out of them. I thought I was going to throw up. It was so loud, you could tell she was picking up the girl, beating on her and THROWING her back in the cart because the cart would slam up against the wall. I stood there, bawling and praying for those sweet babies and I wanted nothing more than to bust down that wall and sweep up those precious kids. I wanted so badly to call the cops right there and have them listen, It took everything I had in me not to bust down that door and beat the daylights out of that woman. (I wont even call her a mom because she was far from a mom.) I tell you, I was sick in a way I have never been sick before. I through on my clothes and left to get security. There, outside the dressing room, stood many many women just listening, not getting security, not assisting, just watching this go down. I was outraged. I could not decide what was the smartest thing to do but I wanted to help those kids. I told security who went in there. I have no idea what they did or what happened after that but I have thought about that all day. What was it that snapped in that women to cause her to beat her children. How bad does it get at home? Are they okay? Will she someday beat them to death? Did the security call the police? Was she allowed to cool off and go home as if nothing happened? I have thought of nothing else but how badly I wish I would have been the strength and words those children didnt have. I should have reached under that door and offered a hand for them to come out to, I should have yelled over there for her to get her hands off of those precious babies. I wanted to go off. I wanted to tell her to beat on me instead of those babies. She has forever changed who they are as people, she has forever changed me as a mother and a citizen. I will never forget that scream full of fear.

Pray for those babies. Pray for all the babies being abused, without a voice, without a way out. Pray for those kiddos who have no where safe.