Today my son took a ride on a shopping cart- solo!

Today was one of those days when I could have sworn I was still dreaming- I mean this really didn't happen, right!?! You see, my husband was off of work so we all decided to go to a bookstore and get calendars for next year. Of course, it is just three days before Christmas and that means that the bookstore was packed. Yah, all of Augusta was there to see it! I was actually thinking how well my children were behaved during this trip (why can't I learn not to think these thoughts???). Ok, they were behaved but my son sitting under the basket of the cart singing Christmas carols may have attracted a little attention even before the actual event. We were just about done and waiting in the checkout line. I put the books and calendars on the counter and made my first mistake- I let go of the cart. As I mentioned, my son was sitting under the basket with his feet touching the floor; this would not have been a problem if his feet weren't still moving! Yeah, you are starting to get the picture. My son is actually propelling himself and the cart towards the wall. Now this wall had a huge framed picture (honestly like 3 feet wide and 8 feet high) propped up against it. I calmly say "Son, I wouldn't do that if I were you", and he continues to move. My son continued to propel himself forward gaining speed and then he lifts his feet (or would be brakes) off of the floor- for a ride, of course. At that point I begin wondering what is he doing???? Then I yell (OK, I admit yelling may have alerted the last two people in the store not already watching us that something was wrong) "Put your feet down!!!". I registered several things at the same time: 1) that picture is not attached to the wall but propped up against it (why, oh, why didn't they hang it?), 2) my son is headed straight for the picture and 3) he has no intention of stopping! I am in the process of paying but quickly drop my credit card and run, yes run, after him as he drives straight into the picture. By the grace of God, he stops himself with a mere bump of the picture and I think all is well- until I turn around. That was when I noticed that all 30 people in line were watching me. I had no idea that 30+ pairs of eyes were on me until everyone started to laugh and then we heard the comments. The comments were fine until we heard that dreaded comment "Hey Bill, good to see you again; was that YOUR son?". Oh yes, someone who my husband works with was in the other line and saw the entire thing. At these times you can either laugh or cry- I did both. I was laughing so hard that I started to cry. I couldn't even pay the cashier because of the tears in my eyes. I did recover enough to pay him and walk out of the store with my head held high- or at least I tried. My son took me by surprise today but I am so thankful that nothing takes God by surprise. We may not be expecting job problems, difficulties with our kids, a friend moving but God has already planned out how He will take care of us. Thank goodness because I have a feeling there will be many more blogs like this and I know God won't be surprised next time my son take a cart for a ride.