During a brief shopping trip to Meijer (there were only two items on his list), my Dad decided it would be quicker to NOT get a basket to contain me. Mistake #1.
He successfully found the coffee with me in tow, and was off to the pop aisle. While searching for the Coke, my Dad was momentarily distracted and took his eyes off me. Mistake #2.
Luckily for me, the pop aisle is "built" from stacks of cases of pop with approximately 12 inches between between flavors. I squeezed my body between the sprite & diet coke and sat very quietly. Watching my Dad run up and down the aisles in a panic was more than I could handle, and I couldn't contain my laughter anymore. It was the giggle that gave me away. He finally found my awesome hiding place and my gig was up. Just a little taste of what I dish out to my Mom daily.
Lesson learned.
