Today, I went to the park to do a quick workout at a playground close to my apartment. Afterwards, I was sitting on a tree stump next to a small grove near the playground when a small boy ran in my direction. He's blonde, wild-eyed, maybe four or five.
His mom calls, "Where are you going?"
Boy: "Over there. To see all the pretty plants."
Mom: "Ok. Just be careful."
Mom: "It's damp. You'll get wet."
He runs in.