Little boy, rooted to the spot in toy section, calling out: Mommy? I can’t move from here and I don’t know where you are!
Mother, calling from next aisle: I’m here!
Little boy, still not moving: I can’t see you!
Mother, coming around corner and leading him off: Honey, we really have to go. We’re very late.
Little boy, loudly: Fine, mommy, I won’t pick out a toy.
Mother, kindly: Do you want a toaster?
Little boy, sulkily: I dunno.
Mother: Because you wanted toast before?
Little boy, agreeably: Okay. Yeah.