As I was checking out (with some killer picture frames :P ) Eli, my son, comes up to me and is tugging on the back of my shirt. I spin around to see him HANDCUFFED! I couldn't help but to laugh after I told him to quit touching stuff like 100 times today.
After a chuckle or two I go to let him out of the handcuffs. NOPE! They weren't the kind with a safety latch!
The gal at the counter then calls one of the men volounteers who jiggles the cuffs for a little while. I assure them that it's OK, I have a key at home.
The gal then proceeds to CHARGE me for the handcuffs!!!! I couldn't believe it!!! I had to pay fifty cents for a pair of handcuffs!!! LMAO. Life with Eli has NEVER been boring. I'm just glad that he didn't decide to attach the other cuff to anything besides himself!