Eggs and then some

I was at Sprawlmart yesterday, sifting through cartons full of broken eggs to find one that was not, when I felt someone slap my backside.

M, the only one allowed to do that, was clear on the other side of the store, so I turned around to see a little 3 year old boy and hear this from his mother:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

and then to the boy "Stop touching people!"

"I'm sorry."

I laughed and was just glad/thankful it wasn't some weirdo.