Were you a toy’s r us kid or did you parents take you here?

We went to Toys R Us more often, but this or something like it I called "the castle store". Got my first bike and bike helmet there. I *think* that was where I got my little Love a Bye Baby dolls (w/wooden furniture). But Toys R Us had more variety and promoted greater independence. I mean, they had kid-sized bathrooms. I remember my first moment of leaving the public restroom alone and not bring able to immediately find my parents (crowded aisle) and figuring out what to do. First, stay put. They know where I'm supposed to be and ought to come looking before too long. Second, they should be close enough to hear me, though I can't see them, but how can I get their attention? This was freaking Toys R Us, *most* of the adults would turn to a kid calling for Mom or Dad. We hadn't talked about it, though we should've. What about names? Everybody hears their name, but I wasn't sure I said those enough for my parents to recognize me saying them. Ultimately, I went for a combo. Turned one way, called out, "Momma $Mom'sName!". Turned the other, "Daddy $Dad'sName!" And I waited for them to come. I was pretty proud of figuring that out at three or four. I felt cheated by the Toys R Us yellow step stool, though. (Still in the family, now painted deep brown.) "Step up to be tall." it said at the far edge. "Sit down to be small." My parents helped me read some of the words ("down" is hard), and having read it, I asked my parents if it was really true, if it could really do those things. I was skeptical that it could be true, but since I was assured, I was expecting some Alice in Wonderland step stool based magic, frankly. Very disappointed that the stool, while useful, had no actual effect on my size. What a way to learn if it sounds too good to be true... but I did learn it.