Mom's Out There

This morning I went to the grocery store with my kids. I had to take both of them because I can't carry anything still. My daughter always helps me with that! Anyways...they were in this car type thing that is attached to the cart and this old man comes up to my son and makes a funny noise. My son just kinda gave him a dirty look. It really didn't seem out of the ordinary for me because stuff like that happens all the time. What got me was the young guys in front of me laughing. They were floored that this guy just came up and did that to my son. I guess that is when it hit me that people just think they can come up and touch your kids without your permission. My son hates it when we go out and people always want to talk to him...especially the old people. I just kinda say..."Sorry, my son doesn't talk to strangers."...or "He is in 'that' stage."...(what stage...the I don't want to talk to crazy people stage?) It's just like when you are pregnant and everyone wants to touch your belly. I hated that...one girl used to rub my belly like it was a crystal ball. Some people, eh???