Won't Anybody Help?

Last week I took LR to the grocery store. When we got to the prepared foods counter, I ordered a small container of mac n' cheese for him. While waiting for the man to fill the order, LR decided it was time to get out of the shopping cart disguised as a car, which he calls "car cart." He was strapped in, so was making very little progress. As he strained, he decided to announce that he needed help to get out of the cart by yelling, "help! Help! Help!" To the casual observer it looked like a scene out of the DSS handbook. I was a little embarrassed and the man behind the counter was terribly amused.