Me: I don't think Miss Lisa will want cowboy stickers.
Boo: You don't love me do you?
Me: Yes, I love you, but Lisa likes sparkly things.
Boo: So you really don't love me then.
Me: Let's just get this done so we can leave.
Boo: But you don't love me.
Me: Yep, you're right, I don't.
Boo: (Laughing and in his goofy voice) Oh...You...Mother. (meaning I am his mother and he knows I love him, but sounding to others like something that could be followed by the F word).
At this point I look up to see two women looking at us from down the aisle with their eyebrows raised.
Me: (Grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the exit) Come here sweetie, let's go see if we can find your mommy.
And this my friends is the real reason they invented schools.