A few weeks ago, the Mrs. was at a local shopping center (with Junior ) loading some stuff into the car. A nice elderly gentleman offered to help her load stuff. She thanked him and he helped, while Junior played in the buggy. He then asked if he could hold Junior. The Mrs. said something to the effect of I don’t know you well enough, so, no, you cannot hold my baby. He insisted that he had no ill-intent and just missed his grandchildren. He then placed his hands on Junior as if to pick her up. The Mrs. then snatched Junior up and told the man No again and put Junior in the car. She watched as the old man walked to a car and got in the passenger’s side and was driven off by someone else.
Odds are, the guy really did have no nefarious intent and that he really did like kids. But who wants to take the chance that he would pick her up, hop in a car, and off they go? The same reasoning for why you shouldn’t pick up hitchhikers, sure most just need a ride but who wants to take a chance that the person is an ax murderer.
The Mrs. was understandably distraught for a few reasons: that the baby was almost potentially abducted and that she was not prepared to deal with that situation in terms of how to stop it if it happened; and that she may have just offended some older guy who really just misses his grand kids. She wondered if she would scream, give chase, yell, hit, or whatever else in the event someone was actually trying to run off with the baby.
I had recommended to the Mrs. before that she get a concealed carry permit and she never liked the idea. After this incident, her attitude about that changed a bit and she’s sort of warmed up to the idea (though she hasn’t committed). Amazing what motherhood can do. As big a gun nut as I am, the Mrs. has only been with me to the range a couple of times. I think it’s time I get her back out there.