I Remember Doing This When I Was Little, Too….

I remember my mother used to belong to a flower and garden club, and she would attend their meetings. I must have been about 3 years old. I didn't really know what my mother looked like, so when I got scared I looked for what I thought was [i]her[/i] dress...and went and hugged the leg of the woman to whom the dress was attached.

I still remember my shock and fright when the woman leaned down and said, "Oh, do you think I am [i]your[/i] mother?" And then of course, all the ladies went to look for my mother. She had a habit of leaving me and disappearing.