June 5, 2006

While shopping in Wal-Mart, I allowed my son to peruse the toy aisle while big sister and I looked for swimming suits. Within two minutes, I notice two clerks holding the boy's hands and leading him off toward the front of the store. I stopped them to say, "He's with me." They looked at me with surprised expressions because they were certain he was the lost little boy they were looking for. I assured them that my son was not lost, thank you. I was also utterly amazed that my son was going willingly with the clerks.