The other day I decided to go to a local nursery to purchase some flowers and some gardening items, since I didn't have much in the way of gardening items. As I bypassed a creepy human-animatronic-creepy-dude-guy-thing-man-farmer that totally freaked me out as I entered the greenhouse area, I made my way to the flowers section.
There was a little boy of about six years that I didn't know sitting at a picnic table. He greeted me:
Little Boy: "Didn't you bring your kids for me to play with?"
Me: "I'm sorry. I don't have any kids."
Little Boy: "Oh. Well, then you need to find one in your belly sometime, and then later I could play with them."
Me: "Oh, but I'm not married."
Little Boy: "Okay, so then you need need to find a man who has never been married and then get married."
Me: "Yes. Yes, I do need to do that."
I guess there's a shortage of children to play with in the flower section of nurseries, and I am so not pulling my weight around here in that area.