While not the first person, I did the same with my daughters. When people but their noses into our business, especially when I’m trying to take them to the restroom with one potty training, it quickly solves the problem. Those asking “where’s mommy” mostly see a bearded dad with two kids making train/rocket/(etc) noises while shopping trying get errands done while entertaining them. So clearly something must be amiss. But I’m a cynical a-hole to who has been stopped by too many people.

So I get to a silent chuckle when they gasp when one of my two girls let’s them know that mama isn’t with us anymore. We go about our business. And I don’t have to explain why I’m waiting at the family bathroom for the few stores that used to care which bathroom I take my girls into.