As luck would have it, well…MY luck, it started pouring down rain as Carson, Ella, and I were leaving Target, the umbrella in our car parked at the opposite end of the parking lot.
With my hands full getting Ella’s hood up, I was unable to help Carson as he tried unsuccessfully to put the hood up on his own coat.
“Mommy!” he huffed. “I CAN’T GET IT UP!” he shouted. And I mean REALLY shouted.
An older, bordering on elderly, gentleman and his wife, passing us in the parking lot, looked directly at us and without missing a beat said, “Me either, kiddo.” He smiled and winked.
His wife’s eyes and mouth opened wide in horror as she grabbed his arm a little too roughly. “Lighten up, Alice,” he said with a shrug.