A sticky situation

So the kids and I were browsing around Michael's craft store.  They were all being really good and we were having a great time.  Then behind me I hear David say, "This gum is sticky."  I turn to find this:

My son had thought it a good idea to play with his gum while browsing the aisles.  I frantically began digging in my purse, the diaper bag and every pocket I could think of to see if I could locate a kleenex, baby wipe.... anything to clean him up, but to no avail.  So off we went up to the check out to see if we can find directions to a bathroom or a towel.

While waiting patiently for the cashier to finish, I began to calm and then chuckle.  I had to take some pictures of this mess.  I mean, I could explain it to anyone, but I don't think you could paint the best word picture to be able to capture what he'd done.  Do you see the big splotch of stickiness on his shoulder??  How DOES he manage?  The nice cashier directed us to the craft room with a sink in the back.  On the way, a few people began to chuckle as well.  Mind you, these people were shopping and browsing in Michael's with NO children.  If they had them, they were probably teenagers and would not be caught dead in a craft store with their Mom.  Oh, the dream!  But I digress.  So we finally get cleaned up and continue our shopping basically unscathed.   We even walked away with a lesson or 2.  The boy has promised to never, ever, never play with his gum again and to always keep it in his mouth.  And Mom has learned we never, ever, never leave the house again without some sort of cleaning back up AND we should always take time to pause, laugh and snap a few pictures.