I was in the grocery store the other day, when a mom a 2 kids came in 4-7 maybe. They ran up and down the aisles. Mom never said a word. There was an old man at the bread aisle and the older one ran into him almost knocking him over. He said to me,"Where is the Mother", smiled and we went on. I stopped my basket in the aisle where I knew he was headed! Yep, sure enough her rounded the corner and ran right into my full basket. I was standing behind the basket so it did not move! He was on the floor crying and I never saw the mother anywhere. I know that was not nice of me, but the devil on my shoulder kept saying "Do it, Do it" so I did!