I have a handful of grand babies some of whom I look after a couple of days a week. Yesterday my granddaughter, who's not quite three got dropped off early. Seeing as we were both a little hungry, I took her out to get a bite at a local waffle joint.

No sooner than we were seated, her hand was outstretched pointing and she screamed, LOOK G-PAW A WITCH, A WITCH!! I look over and she's pointing at a woman right across the aisle as the entire restaurant grew momentarily silent.

After offering up a sheepish, red faced apology, I took her out to the lobby and quitley had a private little conversation with her.

I couldn't resist and snuck a picture which I've included in the responses...