Our Little Shoplifter

I guess I was wrong when I told Yale that he didn't need to worry about Olivia seeing him shop lift that model-car-seat clip that we needed so desperately while we were in Germany. She seems to have picked up his nasty habit afterall. I had just started my grocery shopping and was in the first aisle, when this lady looked at Livi,who was in the backpack, and laughing said, "Do you need a little mouthwash back there?" I thought, what a weird thing to say to a kid, and blew it off. As I was doing my shopping it occurred to me how unusually quiet Olivia was being, but I didn't think much of it. At least not until not until about 30 minutes later when I got clocked in the back of the head really hard. I assumed it was Livi's head and was just waiting for her to burst out in tears. When that didn't happen, I became curious. I reached back into the backpack to try to figure out what could have hit me in the head. This is when I found a giant bottle of mouthwash. Some how, Olivia had swiped this from the shelf back in that first aisle, without me realizing. Pretty tricky, eh? I have to wonder what would have happened if we would have to gotten into the check out line without me realizing that she had it. Would the cashier have accused me of shoplifting? Would the lights started flashing and the siren sound? At the very least, I think I would have been extremely embarrassed. Hopefully lifting merchandise from store shelves is a very short stage for Miss Olivia!