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It's Gone VIRAL: Toddler Iris & the Newsroom



Funny how people have opinions when they've never been in that situation before. I think News anchor, Alistair  & Mum Lucy both handled the situation perfectly. Have you ever tried to get a toddler to sit when they don't want to? Armageddon occurs ok? So all you "she needs discipline" brigade , please take several seats. Instead of seeing it for what it was , an adorable incident at a an inconvenient moment, you choose to preside as judge & jury. 
I don't know Lucy (the mother) personally but I am a mum with two rambunctious kids who also suffered with allergies. I can tell you now it's not a walk in the park. Parenting children with allergies mean you end up being hyper aware of things around you (in case of cross contamination etc) It's always said "It takes a village to raise a child, bring back the village" blah blah blah... how about YOU BE the village? What are YOU doing to support a mother that you know? Please think about it & become the village you want to see instead of a village mob quick to tear a mother down. At the end of the day, we are all doing our best. No amount of "in my days" or "shame about modern parenting" is going to change things... so you might as well roll your sleeves up & get stuck in SUPPORTING people.  / end rant*. 



*This rant is brought to you via a CNN twitter thread about the above video. 

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