Sorry - wrong kid!

Mary, with whom we are staying, and her sons David and Daniel, took us to see Water Fire in Providence, Rhode Island last night.  Water Fire was a pretty cool event.  There were dozens of braziers in the Providence River filled with stacks of firewood.   The sidewalks lining and the bridges crossing the river filled up quickly with people as dusk fell. We were lucky to find a corner on one of the bridges where we could watch the event.  Several gondolas filled with extra wood floated among the braziers.  At the appointed time, a smaller gondola came down the river; the gondolier carrying a single torch.  This small gondola floated past all the other gondolas, lighting a torch held by the gondolier of each boat.  These gondoliers in turn circled the braziers, lighting the wood.  This became quite a magical event as night blanketed the city, illuminating it by the fires of the river and their reflections.  David was entranced!

With the crowds and darkness, the adults in our group were keeping an eye on each other and the kids.  As we left the event we went up a flight of steps to avoid the crowds.  I saw Mary and Daniel head up the steps and knew Vaughn was right behind me.  David appeared to be lingering at the bottom of the steps, so I put my hand on his back saying, "Come on, sweetie..." getting ready to guide him up the stairs.  Immediately a woman reached out and grabbed the child.  I was horrified to see that this was not David!  David was going up the steps, holding his mother's hand.  I quickly apologized, but does one say, "I'm sorry - wrong kid"?  Vaughn kidded me about this all the way back to the car!