Today after the dentist I took the kids to the duck park and playground. By the time we arrived there, Bun, Ham, and Squdge were asleep. So I parked close to the playground and let Gabbers and Pookie go play.
I squeezed myself between the two infant carseats and prepped bottles. As I was feeding the twins, I kept an eye on Gabbers and Pookie happily playing.
Then at about 12 minutes of playing I noticed an older man, probably early sixties, was taking pictures of Pookie. At first I thought, I must be mistaken. I noticed a little girl he was taking pictures of too. She looked like she could possibly be a granddaughter. But then I saw him pointing the camera at Pookie more times than I would've liked.
What would you have done?