Tonight I went to WalMart to get Little Ms. Eris a key and a key chain (Little Mr. Eris didn't get home in time to let her in the house, so it's time she had her own key). Anyway, I guess we showed him: we totally lost him in the store. By the time we found him, he was crying.
That'll teach him.
**Note that this is my way of saying, "I am a bad mom who lost my kid at Wal-Mart" because it was 100% my fault. But don't tell him.**