Last week I almost cried over an incident we saw at MK. We were sitting on the benches across from LTT waiting for Spectro to start and a little boy around 8 or 9 comes running out of LTT followed by his mom. As he's running he's vomiting and his mom chases him over next to our bench and tells him to throw up in the bushes. This part is fine with me. Quite a bit of the vomit was down his shirt and had gotten on his mom. After he's finished she starts yelling at him, "what am I supposed to do now", "why didn't you tell me you were sick", etc. Literally yelling. The father finally came out and came up to the boy and said, "Thanks, you completely ruined the evening". I just wanted to take the little boy in my arms and hold him. The CMs were great in helping to get things cleaned up and finding a place for him to get a t-shirt but all I could think was what is the kid going to be like when he grows up. I wanted to tell the mom, "be a mom and clean him up. Was he eating junk all day in the high heat and riding rides that could make him nauseated? Do you like someone yelling at you when you're sick?, etc." I just keep praying that the little boy has someone in his life to show him some love and compassion.