I was doing a little shopping at Michael’s Craft Store this past weekend. An establishment, I might add, from which I always emerge with more items than I planned to buy. So I was picking through bins of cutsey stickers and notepads (the latter is a particular weakness of mine) when a little girl, not quite 3 years old, spied my headscarf and piped out loudly to her mother,
“Mom, what is that lady wearing on her head?”
The woman was bent over a lower bin and when she looked up at me, she froze in polite fear. I smiled at the little girl and said, “It keeps my ears warm!” The mother let out a big rush of held breath and repeated what I said with a chuckling tone. Pixie Girl was not done…”Oh momma! I want a scarf for Christmas! I want a big one like she is wearing!”
At this point I had to duck behind another stack of bins because I had to laugh. I was also grateful for saving the poor woman from an awkward moment.