A local thrift store has a 50 % off the entire store sale on the last Wednesday of the month. Last evening I bought a cute purple sweater originally from Christopher and Banks, also a darling blouse with a linen lace collar to wear under sweaters, and a snowman pillow, all for $6. I also found a cute little lost boy about four years old. He was looking left and right wandering and talking to himself. "I'll find you. I know you're in here somehwere."
"Are you lost?"
I took him by the hand and told him I'd help him.
"Yeah, I'm looking for Maw-Maw."
"What's her name?"
"Maw-Maw." (I should have known better!)
"What's your name?" I asked as his young and pleasant mom walked up, smiled and said, "His mom and Maw-Maw are both with him, but do you think he could stay with US? Come on buddy."
He shook his head no and stayed at my side. I dropped his hand and said, "Go with your mom now."
I walked away and he trailed ME. She had to plead with him to come with her.
Bill calls me the Pied Piper of little kids. I guess that is my calling.
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What a sweet story..reminds me of my grandchildren. They call me Maw-Maw.
Have a blessed day!
Sounds like you met an interesting little fellow! But my sinister mind keeps thinking, "Was this REALLY his mom?" Probably so, just been watching too much CSI!
AAAAAwwwwww,Linda.I can see how
kids'd love you. Susan
I'm the Pied Piper of the mentally ill...they seek me out in public places.
How sweet. I love thrift stores, I've gotten lots of Christopher and Banks tops at our thrift store and they are only 25 cents!
Kids instinctively know when we love them, dont they? Sounds like the little boy wasn't lost...maw maw was! I think after working so closely with children, we find it easier to take charge when we see somebody who's grandma is 'lost'. I also find it easy to tell a child to stop hitting his sister in the toy aisle when 'maw maw' is nowhere to be seen.
But did he bring his toothbrush? Well, so long, until we meet again.
I'm surprised you didn't run into my daughter at the thrift store - she bought a few sweaters herself! I think she would have helped the little boy too and I have no doubt he would've wanted to go home with her... just like he wanted you. How sweet.
p.s. on Thursday night. Hi Linda. Thanks for stopping by and for your sweet comment, too. Susan
You are a great bargain shopper. Your little visitor sounds like a real cutie!
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