But, of course, there are exceptions. And today included one. At the grocery, I was waiting for the elevator to take me down to the garage and my car, when the door opened and a guy came out pushing a cart with a flintstone mobile attached to the front. In it were two same sized small people - a boy and a girl. As I looked down, I could see that the little girl had a little purse and the little purse was stuffed with even littler small animals. She was checking on the purse contents and then slipped the handle around her arm ready for shopping. It was only a moment and it was adorable.
I would have killed to ride in one of those flintstone mobile carts when I was a kid.