I'll take three

The scene: Walmart, last night. The detergent department (yes, it’s a whole department).
From across the crowded aisle, I hear a voice, "Mommy, here. Here!"
E comes hobbling up to me, lugging an impossibly heavy bottle.
Whether it was the angelic, smiling girl on the bottle, or some other, more subtle message that made him decide what the product was, I’ll never really know. But he shouted to me:
"Look, Mommy! This is for you. It makes your children GOOD!"