Getting Big

I drove past a kid playing in his yard today and I was reminded of something. This kid and I have a past.

A good four or five years ago, on my way home from the gorcery store, there was a house that I would pass with a stop sign in it's yard. On three occassions a young boy who lived there chased a ball into the street, inches from my car. Fortunately, I have the reflexes of a ninja, and was able to stop in time each time. His dad always seemed thankful.

Anyway, that was the kid. And he's gotten big.

I asked him if he still ran out in front of cars. He just looked at me strange. But I get that alot.

Neon Pee

Sometimes, when I drink too much Mountain Dew, my pee comes out neon.

Sometimes, when this happens, I want to turn the lights off so that I can see if it glows in the dark.

But then I just end up peeing on the floor.

Friends

As I was leading my daughter to the car the other day(she's four), her little hand in mine, she cautioned me about crossing the road. "There's a motorcycle!"

She doesn't like motorcycles because they are loud and scare her.

We watched the motorcycle go past and I recognized the guy riding it as someone I went to school with.

When the bike was at the end of the street, Josie looked up at me in those big, curious eyes of hers and asked "Was he going to run us over?"

"No honey," I responded.

"How do you know?" She asked.

"I know him. His name is Tony." I told her.

"Oh, he's your friend?" She asked.

"No. I just know him." I explained.

"But you know his name..." She reasoned.

At first I thought "Aw, she's so cute." But really, shouldn't it be that simple?