Yesterday, my husband and I were standing in line at a department store, waiting to buy a shirt.  There was an elderly gentleman directly in front of us who was making a purchase.  The cashier scanned his item and then held it up to fold and put in a bag.  The item was unexpected–a pair of silky, black pajamas.  The old gentleman in front of us didn’t exactly look like a silky, black pajamas kind of guy.  My four-year-old son Asher chimed in and said what we were all thinking:  “Awkward. . . .” And Chris and I did what all parents do in those situations, we pretended we didn’t hear a thing!

That kid . . .