One more "short story."
On the first trip to WDW with the kids the youngest was four. DD4 was, and still, is very attached to her mother. DD4 was all but physically attached to her Disney Mom(DM) all through the trip.
One day DM was wearing Khaki shorts. DD4 was just tall enough to be looking at DM's shorts all day long.

One day we were getting on the train at MK at Frontier Land to ride to the front of the park. The waiting area for the train was packed with people and as the train pulled into the station, more people were walking into the waiting area. As more people packed in, we moved around a bit, and DD4 moved from my right side to my left. I looked down to check on her and she was hugging and rubbing a leg that disappeared into Khaki shorts. As I watched DD4 rub the leg, DD4's hands slipped UNDER the bottom of the shorts and moved up the leg!
Of course this leg going into Khaki shorts was not DD4's mother.

The poor lady being groped and rubbed by DD4 had this look of surprise, anger, and I AM GOING TO HIT SOMEONE.


She looked down and saw this cute little girl, aka DD4, who looked up and saw she was hugging a strangers leg.


DD4 was shocked. The groped lady smiled.
I just burst out laughing and apologized while we all got a good chuckle.
We will never forget that lady at the train station. I wonder if she remembers DD4?
Later,
Dan