Mason at Walmart

Seriously you guys, my nephew Mason is pretty awesome, so here is another story about said awesomeness.  But first a little background info.  My brother-in-law owns his own landscaping business in Atlanta and behind their house, they have a large shed where he keeps a lot of his landscaping supplies and equipment.  Because this shed has a bunch of seeds and whatnot, it attracts rats.  So, in order to keep the rats out, my brother-in-law got a couple of cats (one of which Mason named Mr. Fluffypants).  Well, one night the whole family decided to head to Wal-Mart (aka. the Capital of Over-stretched Sweatpants and Chain-Smoking Mothers) to get some random stuff for the cats.  As they were walking around the store, they suddenly realized that Mason had disappeared.  Shocker.  So, they decided to split up to find him.  Just as they were heading in opposite directions, Mason came walking down the aisle with a plastic bag filled with water and a goldfish.  While Mason wandering off and bringing back something strange like a goldfish is nothing new, what I wanted to know was how a 3-year old kid was able to talk a Wal-Mart employee into giving him a goldfish.  Seriously, shouldn't an employee know better than to give any toddler who comes along a goldfish without a parent present?  Then again, it was Wal-Mart, the place where dreams go to die.  Anyways, Mason not only talked the employee into giving him the fish, but he also was able to talk his parents into letting him keep it and quickly named him Fishy.  Needless to say, that goldfish didn't survive very long because the very next day, my sister found Mason riding around on his electric John Deere tractor with Fishy riding shotgun....without any water.  And that is why my sister only allows her kids to have dogs for pets.  Keep this lesson in mind when you have kids, it will help.

"Yup, that's Mason sitting in a chair on top of my sister's truck.  He got up there all by himself."