Since he was a few days old, in NICU, I was there doing skin to skin with my son. We bonded and he built an attachment to me. Like many other babies, one way of him feeling comfort was for him to stick his hand down in my shirt or right under my arm. One day while in a restaurant, he was sleepy. I held him in my arms and allowed him to get comfortable while I continued to eat. Naturally, he stuck his hand in my shirt. Immediately, I was confronted by an older white female while eating dinner with my family and she stated, "You have some nerve to allow that baby to stick his hand in your shirt. His mother would not approve of that." I said, "Well I am his mother and I approve. Now bye!" She stood there in disbelief and shook her head as she walked back to her seat. She continue to watch us for the next 10 minutes very intently. My other children were mortified to the point one of them didn't want to continue to eat. I explained to the Manager, a younger white female that we were rudel...