What's In Your Pocket?

I was in the grocery store, Miller and I, picking up a few things. It was nice to just have one child. He helped me throw things in the cart, and when checking out, put items up on the conveyor belt. As I finished emptying my cart, I realized I had left my bank card in the van. I'm not much of a purse person, and will just tuck that debit card in my pocket. Usually. So, I pick up Miller and excuse myself to retrieve my card. The cashier's very nice and said, "No problem, there's no one in line." I ran to the van, let's say it was a medium distance from the store, all uphill, carrying Miller. Because I had turned my keys into the cashier to scan my store card I couldn't unlock the car door. Running back to the store, mostly carrying Miller, I saw that there were now people waiting in line. I grabbed my keys, and ran back out the door, letting Miller run with me to the car. I unlocked the door, grabbed my debit card, locked the door, and ran back to the store, still with Miller mostly running beside me. Now the store manager is standing by the conveyor belt. He gives me one of those smiles that make me so glad I just had one of those kind of adventures.