The only one that comes to mind for me right now (and I can't remember if I've ever posted this anywhere on MDC), is the time we were at Burlington Coat Factory, in the shoe department. ds, who had just turned three, was standing by my side, and I was engrossed trying to find my dfd these *very* specific shoes. All of the sudden, ds turns around to the man standing behind us, looking at shoes on the opposite rack, and with a big grin, ds smacks the man (playfully) on the man's butt.
Of course I was horrified. ds had never done anything like that before and I couldn't imagine what had possessed him. I turned to ds and said his name with a sound of shock in my voice, "Honey, that is not okay," I started to say, and then this man gives me this look that made me *swear* moments later to dw that the man thought *I* was the person who smacked his butt. That's right, he looked at me like I was some super crazy lady who couldn't resist smacking his butt and blaming my child. Maybe I am reading way too much into that look, but I could not get out of that store fast enough.
(The man was moderately attractive by the way, but it was definitely
ds who playfully patted his tush