Then it happened, I heard the dreaded words... "Daddy, he's got a gun." I felt my heart drop and I am sure I turned beet red as I felt heat in my face. It almost felt like an electric shock. My shirt must have come partially untucked around the holster... I nonchalantly checked the condition of my shirt... nope, still tucked... Was I printing badly??? A quick feel determined this was not the case... Does this kid have X-Ray vision??? Keep in mind this all happened in about 1.68 seconds. I glanced over making sure not to give the impression that anything was out of the ordinary when I saw the tike holding a Power Ranger Action Figure showing his dad that the figurine came with a firearm type weapon...

I smiled a little bit and gave them a nod on my way back to the basket, other than not waiting in line at the register and having a cashier with a sense of urgency nothing else went awry during my Wally World expidtion.
No moral or lesson intended, just thought I would share.
Cheers!