This is an Ode to YOU, creepy Wal-mart guys.
Thank you for making me appreciate my four year old. While I was at Wal-Mart you kept looking at me, and I felt inclined to make eye contact with you, so as to make sure you didn't attack me. In the past, when I met with creepy guys.... I have always felt comfortable turning to my four year old, to make conversation and have fun. Now that I have moments of free time during preschool, I am forced to confront strangers. I have never missed my children when they have gone to school before. So, here's to you creepy Wal-mart guys...thanks for helping me realize how much I love my little ones and how much they really do add to my enjoyment.