True Story: Runaway Baby

There I was, walking down a busy street, when I see this 2 or 3 year old just kinda standing there. She was about 3 steps away from getting hit by a car. There was no parent in sight. She was carrying a red ball with yellow dots. It looked like a ball that would bounce if you gave it the chance. About 20 feet away was a mother with her 2 children watching and leaning towards, like she was about to take action. She yelled out “is that your child?”, I shook my head in the manner that one would shake their head to say “no”. I stood in the way of the little girl. She just smiled and turned another way.

There was a door to a nearby building that was propped open. Maybe the child came thru that door? I popped my head in and screamed “HELLO!”… no answer. Just then I see an elderly lady scoop the toddler up and run into a nearby drugstore. I run to the window and look in. The lady puts the little girl into a stroller. Her stroller. The lady continued to sample something at the make-up counter.

I’m assuming Grandma had baby on this day and that in a split second baby just sort-of shuffled out of sight.

She was only 3 steps away.


Sorry Blog. You’re still the best, around.

Dear Big Thinker Blog,

I’m currently swamped with a client project, and have been neglecting you. I’m so sorry.

It’s not you, it’s me.

In the next few weeks, please allow me to prove to you that I can become a better blogger.

We can make beautiful blogs together once again!

I still think you’re the best blog around.


nice weather in the city

nothing like getting outside without a parka!
the nice weather means so much more now… with my daughter to enjoy it.
we might only go a few sidewalk blocks, but it’s the greatest few sidewalk blocks ever.
watching her walk and talk is pure magic.
just wanted to share that thought.