Bye bye, m'am

I'm sitting at work now ready to meet the world head on and make whatever sales are possible on a post July 4th Sunday. A very young woman comes in with two adorable little boys, Mateo and Marcus. They are acting just like my 2 adult sons used to act when they were together in a store. I naturally relate some of the horror stories that I can remember of my sons when they were 2 and 4. And, of course, it was like it was yesterday when they used to hide behind the clothing rounders in the department stores and cause havoc there. So by now I'm "back in the day" and am enjoying a comraderie with this lovely woman. And then it's time for her and the boys to leave. In a very loud and charming voice she says: "good bye m'am" and I am shattered. I've come back to earth. I'm probably 35 or 40 years older than she is!