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Clutching an armload of baseball mitts and billiard balls, I ran after my brood trying to pick up items that were blocking the aisles. I added a pair of tennis shoes, several baseball caps, the camping silverware and a handful of sweat bands to my cache. Meanwhile, the wiffle balls bounced off my legs, and I shouted formy "wrecking crew" to stop. Finally, they ran into a display and I pounced on them. Unfortunately, I dropped most of my huge armload but I had them.

Suddenly, I became aware of the spectacle we had created. All around, there were people quietly staring at us. Everywhere I looked, I saw devastation created by my children. Had the store sustained a 7.5 earthquake, the damage could not have been worse. I honestly didn't know what to do.