Okay, one more scene to describe and then I'm done.
Sitting poolside at Michael's swimming lesson. Eyes wandering between the four little tykes in the pool and the vast weed field located just beyond the expansive windows (Since April and I have quite an impressive weed garden in our backyard, we really appreciate anything weed-oriented).
The teacher announces,"Kids, we're going to get out of the pool now and walk over to the other end. Walk slowly please."
All of the kids emerge from the pool and begin walking at a normal pace toward the other side. All except Michael. He's busy unleashing his best tip-toe through the tulips imitation. Knees arching up to his chest. Arms extended out and shoulders slouched. Like a bank robber trying to sneek past the coppers in those classic Warner Bros. cartoons. Creeping ..... along ..... oh ..... so ...... slowly.
Can my kid follow directions or what?
Mind your teacher kiddies!
- Dave
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