Last night Jared and I tucked the kids in the stroller for a nice long evening walk. We were walking on our quiet street about 5 houses down from ours when we saw a little boy, about 1 1/2 or 2-years-old. He dashed across the street right in front of a car. The driver slammed on her brakes, swerved her car and missed the little boy by less than 10 feet. It was a very, very close call. We were all stunned. He hadn’t been playing near the road. He dashed from behind a car on the driveway and into the road. The driver had no warning at all. Our street is little, not a a cul-de-sac, but the kind of street that I regularly do things like rummage through my purse for sunglasses while driving, etc… It was a wake up call for me. While I can usually get away with lazy driving, ever so occasionally things could go terribly wrong. Had she not been totally top of what she was doing that little boy would not be so lucky. She was on it. Thank you for not talking on your cell phone. Thank you for not putting your makeup. Thank you not rummaging in your purse. You should get an award for what did NOT happen.