"I was taking my granddaughter, 4, back home after she spent the week with me. While in the bathroom at an Applebee's, she cried "I want my mother!" in front of a state trooper. We left the men's room and went to our table, and she was still whimpering. The state trooper came over and asked me for some ID...I guess just doing his job. I explained that she was my granddaughter and that I was taking her home. He then asked my granddaughter if I was her grandfather. She shook her head no. Then added with a big smile, 'He is my Poppy.'"