I took my son on a much-needed grocery trip this afternoon. As I returned the cart to the proper holding place I was met with the cart attendant who had a huge grin on his face. I surmised it was one of these reasons:
1. He was impressed that I could unload groceries, hold a fidgety 9-month-old, and still return my cart.
2. He thought my son was so darn cute with his mohawk.
3. I forgot to wear my wedding ring and he was flirting.
The real reason for his ever-increasing grin became apparent when I looked down, and saw that my precious son had pulled down my shirt to give everyone in the Wal-Mart parking lot a good look at his dinner. Sigh.
Me and my ego quickly scurried to my car.