Oh, yeah...!! I forgot about the baby at the diner. Droolin' all over the place! JAY, not the baby! LOLIf ya ever want to know how to tame an 800 lb gorilla named Jay, just put a little one or a puppy in front of him. It's all over.
The only implement of death he'd need is half an old gum wrapper, the plastic doo-dad from one end of his shoelace, and a Kleenex.
I've seen it.
He's a dangerous geezer, but he's OUR geezer!
Wouldn't want to be on the bad side of THAT!
I'll take that into consideration.The name for this doo-dad is Aglet. Not that you care. Just thought I would share.
That got rep'd!!By the way -
...gotta watch those young guys too...
I'm still there!!I'm reviewing my friends list....
I'm still there!!
Maybe he started at Z and just hasn't gotten to the A's yet.
...this afternoon, I had a few errands to run after work. On that list was to return an item to Lowes. So I'm standing at the return counter watching folks as usual, when I felt something warm on the palm of my strong side hand which was hanging at my side !!!
I filnched, grabbed the something and looked for the agressor, but looked right over his little head..... he was about 4, and looked up at me and asked.." hey, have you seen my mom? " It was obvious to me that he expected me to know where she was. So I hoisted him up, and as soon as his butt landed on my shoulder, he hollered "MOM ??" About this time, mom came around up the aisle, and started fussing at the little one, about not knowing where he was, when he said, "well, HE (pointing at me) knew where I was, but we couldn't find you..." Mom just stared at him, and I laughed..... then began making elevation adjustments to my "radar".
Wow! Great story!
It does amaze me how parents can lose their kids in a store. I made that mistake one time. They were walking up and down the aisle and the 10y/o thought it would be funny to give me a heart attack by going the next aisle over. I thought I was gonna beat em in front of all of Walmart. Never had that problem since.
Moral: Keep your kids on a leash or just give them the idea that daddy will beat you senseless in front of complete strangers and friends from their school if they take off!
Note that trying to leash a ten year old is like trying to nail jello to a tree or herd cats.
Not if they have a hooded sweater or a jacket on. If none is available, there's always throwing the little ones IN the cart and making the older ones hold the pushing handle with you. Talk about embarassing.