We came running out into the cold.
Darkness had descended while the littles were swimming...
As we were finding our way to our vehicle, i spotted a couple of teenagers in the shadows. They were smoking - & the girl looked kind of angry, while the boy had a hoodie zipped up over his face that looked like a skeleton. They just stared at us, looking grumpy - well, the girl did... the boy was just motionless.
i thought to myself as we approached them- 'man, that skeleton look would make me nervous if i were a little person. i hope the littles aren't afraid...'
Mollen was skipping ahead of me as i was thinking this & i saw her spin to look at me as she noticed them.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!! LOOKIT THAT GUY, MAMA!!! He must think it's HALLOWE'EN!!! HAHAHAHAHAAA!!!! That's SO FUNNY!!"
i guess they missed their mark, if they were looking to frighten *my* small fry.
i had to quickly shoo her on before she shamed him anymore.
i wonder if when he went home that night, he was able to laugh at himself too? i wonder if a little bit of the hardness melted away, & he was able to see the humour of a little girl who wasn't afraid - or put off by his posturing?
Maybe we could all do with taking some things (ourselves) a little less seriously...