I went to the mall today to pick up a present for Brian’s mom, today is her birthday. (All late December birthdays I just heard you sigh in sympathy
I went up to the food court to grab something to drink and on my way back towards the escalator I saw a mom trying to get four kids (ranging in age from 2-
and a giant two-kid stroller down. She had two choices, the stairs or the escalator. It appears the elevator had broken since she made it up.
Now I will admit that my first thought was how irritating it was that all those kids are blocking the escalator. As I approached I heard the kids say that they wanted to ride the escalator down. Now they each needed to hold a hand. So one mom = 2 hands, four kids = 4 hands needing to be held, clearly not gonna work.
I heard her responding and she was so tired. I can’t imagine being in the mall with four kids that age. Before I knew what was happening I heard something along the lines of - maybe this nice lady will help you down the escalator. In the next breath I had one of the kid’s hand in mine and off we were going down the escalator. It was the 5 year old. She squeezed my hand so tight and was so excited about riding the escalator.
We reached the bottom she looked up at me, gave me a million dollar smile and said, thank you.
What an unexpected joy! Who knew riding the escalator could be so fun.




