Stop Lights

There are two stoplights in our daily lives that I hate.  First, because they each take about an entire song to get through.  Second, because they are not in the best areas that we travel, so I end up answering lots of questions about what we see.

For instance, yesterday on the way to daycare, we sat at a light while a lady outside stood begging for money.  Well, actually not begging, but yelling at us.  "Yo! Yo! Yo!"  "Why's her yelling at us?" asks the Glamorous one.  "Because the light is green now." And off I drove.

Today, we sat waiting to turn near the CPS office.  A woman was on the median talking to a police officer. I am not sure why...it wasn't obvious by looking around...but she was there, with no car and no other people. Just the officer and the lady.  "Why that lady's talkin' to that cop?" asks Big.  "Hm, I don't know, I can't really tell."  "Maybe her was running too fast." "Why would a police talk to her about that?" I wonder. "Cuz her doesn't have a car so it can't be cuz her was DRIVING too fast!"