Marceline and I went for a walk in the park today.

Two children biked past us, a little girl with training wheels and a boy without, but not totally in control on two wheels.

The girl zipped on by, but the boy actually got off his bike to share the path with us. Super awesome.

Their father was walking just behind them and super happy to hear how polite the boy was.

Marceline and I continued our way and they theirs.

About a half mile down the path I hear “Passing on the left!” The little boy zipped past and immediately ran his bike into the grass. He ran over to us tell us that was on purpose and asked some questions about Marceline.

A minute later the father and sister came around the corner and we all had a brief polite conversation.

It would have nice, but kind of unmemorable interaction except for one random comment the father slipped in…

“I’m glad you’re not a child molester or kidnapper or anything.”

Me too dude, me too.