Shane and I met Michael, Jessica and their 16-month son, Daniel, from across the street today.
Shane torpedoed straight into Daniel, knocked him over, and made him cry.
Oops.
Shane and I went outside to kick the ball and brave the elements as our neighbors were walking by. They had dogs in tow, including one that looked a little like Indy, so Shane raced over to say 'Hello.'
Introductions were made and as the adults talked, Shane ran in circles around us. Daniel, twin snot rockets dripping slowly turning to snot-cicles, watched.
At one point, Shane charged straight for Daniel. Just before he got there, he tripped, threw out his hands, and lanced them into Daniel's gut. My heart lurched.
Both boys went down.
Daniel started to cry.
Thankfully, Daniel's parents were nonplussed. "He's fallen off slides harder than that!"
Shane got up and seemed fascinated by the crying boy.
We said our goodbyes and they ended their long walk and Shane and I began our turn in the cold.
Hopefully we'll see more of them in the future when the weather is warmer! Maybe my son will refrain from bowling over theirs next time, too!
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