This brings a couple of things to mind. First, I remember the time when DS was 4 years old and got sick with a stomach virus while on vacation. After a day or two in the room we started him out slowly by letting him watch parads while in a rented stroller. While DD and DW rode a few thing me and DS hung out for 30 minutes or so one afternoon waiting for SADCT parade along Main Street. We had a good spot for him to watch without getting out of his stroller. As parade makes it way toward us two attractive European young women who spoke another language got right in front of the stroller, one of them basically squatting over DS' stroller!

I tried to say something but all I got back was a "Sorry I don't understand you" smile and a cold shoulder. DS, still pale and a bit weak from illness, looks over at me and and calmly says, "Dad, that girl's _______ is in the way of the parade."