Dear Bratty Little Girl,
Ok, I'm sorry I accidentally sort of bumped into you with my bag this morning on the metro. Maybe I could've been a little more careful as I was bowling people out of the way to get the last seat. But come on. It's rush hour. It's crowded. Hearing, "Mommy! That lady hit me with her purse!" and getting evil glares from half the train is not on the top of my list of ways to start the day. Suck it up, kid. Life's tough. People hit you with bags to get the last seat. And if you wanna grow up in the city and take public transportation, that's just a lesson you're gonna have to learn sooner or later.
Cute Braids Though,