Yep. I am not sure how old they were but they were definitely younger than 12 and I swear the older boy looked to be around three and half to four feet tall and looked like he outweighed me (a full grown woman) by quite a bit. Now if I had really been on top of my game (and minus the headache) I would have "complained" about how I had to get home to cook my husband a healthy meal. That's what I should have done granted that she had also been making comments about having to stop by some greasy ass fast food joint to pick up "dinner" after they left the pet store. Yeah, whatever, I'm sure her bitch ass was starving. Like she hadn't been eating all day already. Meanwhile I usually fast during the day (a quick whey shake with unsweetened almond milk for breakfast) and was actually pretty hungry. Stupid bitch.