Talk about modesty going out the window. I am doing my weekly food shopping with all four darling children (as I did every week), and my 12 month old (in the front seat of the cart) decided to help out when checking out the groceries. I was bending down to get the soda from the bottom of the cart to put on the conveyor belt, and from the corner of my eye I see one of my lovely tampons taking a ride on the conveyor belt as well! Okay, so now it makes its way down to the cashier to go across the scanner. I said to the young man, all but 16 (face as red as could be because he is not touching it!), “Oh, honey, I’ll get that. It has already been paid for. I purchased a box of them last week when I was here.” You just have to laugh… nothing else you can do!