The Mall

The other day I took Henry to the mall to get a game.  On the way out he says he saw a kid there he knew from school.  I said did you say hi?  He said NO - he's not a friend - I just know him from school.  I said ohhhh.  So on the way out he sees him standing outside.  He says "that's him".  So as we were walking by this kid, Henry makes a beeline about 10 feet in front of me.  I'm trying to catch up and say "why are you walking ahead of me"?  He says "shhhh, don't talk he'll hear you".  I said ok.  When we got to the car, I said "did something happen with this boy, was he mean to you".  He said "no, I didn't want him to see me with my mom at the mall".  I said "WHAT"???  Why not?  He says "it's not cool to be seen with your mom at the mall".  So we get into the car and I said "I am feeling a little upset that you don't want to be seen with me, lots of kids go to the mall with their parents".  He said "it doesn't matter any place else, but not at the mall, it's not cool".  Sigh!!!  He's growing up.