“You guys, doesn’t that look like Terrance’s mom?!” he asked mid-catch.
“Hey guys, doesn’t that look like our teacher?!” he repeated.
It took me a moment to realize one of the boys playing football across the street was talking about me. School-age kids with their outdoor voices after being inside all day, unaware their subject is within earshot.
I was on a walk with Tiger enjoying an afternoon of crisp air, sunshine, and fall colors. Keep Reading