I lost a squash out of the stroller basket yesterday,
And decided to retrace our steps for a couple blocks,
To see if we could find it.
Colum and I stopped in at the bakery we had just been to,
And asked the woman behind the counter if she found a squash rolling around.
No squash.
Colum then wanted look in a small pharmacy,
Even though we hadn’t been there at all.
I called to him from the sidewalk,
And then followed him into the store.
A woman was saying to him,
“First of all, I don’t even work here.”
Then she looked up at me and continued,
“And he’s in the wrong store — he’s looking for a squash.”
It was all I could do to keep from laughing.
Lady, you do realize that he’s three, right?
(Image courtesy of moria on Flickr.)