What does it take?

The boys (Lance and Kyle to be exact) and I were driving down the road on our way to karate tonight and we saw something you would normally see while sitting in traffic but not so normal. Now being who I am, I could not leave well enough alone and had to pass the time by saying something knowing good and well that Kyle would say something witty in response.

I am not a huge fan of these stick figure family stickers that everyone puts on their cars. I do not have anything wrong with them personally, but what do you do when circumstances change? For example, babies grow up. What do you do when little Suzy gets sick of dance. Perhaps little Bobby hated soccer. Anyway, they are just fine but they are life circumstances that just change so why graffiti your car with something that is going to change on a fairly frequent basis?

Anyway, so I am looking at the back of the minivan in front of us and I see this fairly large stick figure family that is nice. It is complete with two pets. Of course, I pay it a little more attention. There is a small break in the family. Surely there was something wrong there, right? So upon closer look…

Me: Look, Kyle, they scratched someone out of their family. What do you suppose it takes to get scratched out of your stick figure family?

Kyle: I don’t know. I don’t like you anymore. You’re history. Scratch. Scratch. Scratch. You’re out of here.

Me: Oh look, the mom is missing part of her head too.

[laughter ensues]

Kyle: I only hate you some of the time, but your face has to go. Scratch. Scratch. Scratch.

Me: I wonder what they did to deserve such banishment.

Needless to say, there was some picture taking and I am sure that minivan driver probably thought we were insane. This was the best picture we could get with the zoom on the iPhone as we followed in close pursuit. In all fairness we did not go out of our way to follow them. We were going the same way and not too many traffic laws were broken to get this picture. I might have exceeded the speed limit a little. Just a little. I did not run any stop lights or stop signs. In fact, we used the stop lights and stop signs to get the pictures we did get. This just happened to be the best one.

So the next time you think about putting a stick figure on your vehicle, just think about me and my children. We will be thinking about you and your family and thinking of all sorts of funny stories about how you and your children might have fallen off your window – whether intentionally or otherwise.

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