Greg and I ran to Meijer this morning. As we are walking down the main aisle in the grocery section, I notice this man. Mid 30's, acting like he's shopping, but not doing a very good job of it. You know the type... Department 10 - AKA Security. I start chuckling to myself because "I" know exactly who he is, but he doesn't know I know. I hadn't said a word to Greg and suddenly...it is at this precise moment that my beautiful child, fruit of my womb, love of my life, blurts out,
"WE'RE SHOPLIFTING!"
I have NO idea where this came from, and why he said it, but I AM grateful that I was wearing a slimming tee shirt, jeans and birkenstocks. Plus carrying my tiny spring purse. For that... I had no where to put anything, even if I wanted to.... except in to the mouth of the babe.
OMG. That kid is so gonna be the head of the FBI someday. Too funny.
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