Lenorac the Great!

So on one of the last days of school, Ernie had a field trip to Ager Play Place with his class (imagine a McDonalds play place without the fast food and about 10x the size), though they weren't the only kids there. Lenora and I tagged along to help drive some of the other kids. When it was time to go, all of the parents and children were rounding up the kids to get their shoes back on. Meanwhile, Lenora walks up to one mother and says, "Where's Emmit?" She looks at Lenora blankly and says he's over there, pointing to her son. I asked the mother, "You guys aren't with Dimensions are you?" "No," she says. "So," I inquire, "how did she know your son's name?" "I have no idea," the mother confirmed. I reassured her that our kids are just a bit creepy and overly intuned with other people's minds, souls, etc. So we both laughed and went on our way. Lenora probably overheard the mom at some point, but I know she hadn't played with the kid at all, and I didn't even see the family before we were leaving then. Oh, our kids are weird. Weird, weird, weird.