“Customer Danielle, please report to Customer Service. Your son is waiting.”
That was yesterday in Wal Mart, after I thought we could just dash in for five minutes to pick up a few items from the Christmas and toys sections. In less than ten minutes, I’d lost my youngest child, and was frantically lapping the bicycles and barbies. To his credit, he found a Wal Mart employee, told him he was lost, and that his mom’s name was Danielle. So, that’s good, right? Still…I think I shaved five years off my life in those five minutes.
But these kinds of things happen to everyone, don’t they???
Yes, I lost one at the zoo. Bet you can’t guess which one??? I do have that mother of the year plague already hanging in my house.
My little sister used to purposely walk away from us at Walmart so she could find someone with a blue vest on & have whoever we were with announced over the PA.