Oops.

Today while grocery shopping, I accidentally smashed my heavily loaded basket into the head of a small child wearing a snow white costume, throwing the poor thing onto the ground in a screaming frenzy of tears. Realizing what I had done, I immediately assumed the role of a concerned passer-by, hoping the scary-looking momma-bear would think the child had just tripped over her dress instead of being wallopped in the head by a terrible person that happened to be me. momma-bear was fooled, but baby-bear was not, and proceeded to glare at me with all the fury a toddler could possibly muster as momma-bear carried her away.