Last Wednesday Tabita and I were in Carrefour (our supermarket of choice, within walking distance), when an amazing little event occured. We were in the aisle buing plastic plates and silverware for my birthday party. As we began to leave, a little girl, two years old or less (before the really speaking age, but definitely at the running age), ran into Tabita. Tabita said, "oops, excuse us," and helped her to the side so she wouldn't get run over by me and the cart I was pushing. But then the couple next to us (who we thought were her parents), looked at us and said, "she's not with us. We don't know who she's with." By this time, the little girl had taken off running again, with her little giggle. We noticed she was holding something in her hand.

Tabita decided she should keep her eyes on this little girl. When she caught back up to me, she was holding the little girl in her hands, asking her, "where's mommy." It was obvious the girl did not know. We decided to take her to the service desk, near the enterance. As we were approaching, a very distraught lady approached with a cart and an empty child seat. When she saw us she was overwhelmed with joy, and thanked us without ceasing. We were only so happy to see mother and child united. Oh yeah, and what was the little girl holding in her hand when she bumped into us? Of all the things she had decided to pull of the shelves of the store...a Brita filter