A Story About Seth

Today, Seth made a new friend. He has been doing that lately--most likely out of boredom. Today the friend he made was an elderly man who lives across the street. Seth was sitting on the front porch playing his flute when I heard a tiny voice yell out, "How was that?" followed by an older voice that said, "Pretty good". It wasn't 15 minutes later that Seth came running in the house, smiling from ear to ear, proclaiming, "A very nice man gave me a bike". True enough, there was a small, wooden trike for toddlers outside. After riding it down the street a few times, Seth told me why he liked the trike so much. He liked it so much because it was the perfect size for our baby--the one we would have after I found someone to marry.
If all that wasn't cute enough the ending surely is. We told Seth to go outside to tell the man thanks for the trike, and he promptly ran outside and told the man that the bike was too small for him. When we asked him if he thanked the man he replied, "yes".