Don't worry, we'd never make you into, nor surround you with, gnomes. They could look pretty scary to a little guy, I have to admit!
At least it wasn't your fault at all. Me, I always held my mothers hand at that age, and like a car passenger I didn't pay a lot of attention to navigating. I wanted to pet dogs, cats, ducks...yeah, even then.
So one day my mother pulled to the curb and asked me to go to the end of the block, cross the street, and put something in a corner mailbox.
Easy, right? Yeah, well, I got to the corner, where there were 4 lanes of busy L.A. traffic, and forgot which color the light was supposed to be before I crossed. I chose the one I thought was right, but it wasn't, and 4 lanes full of cars had to avoid hitting me! Ack!
I don't have a fear of crossing streets, but you can bet I went over it and over it with my children before they were allowed to cross a street.....when they were
Twenty!
Alright, 20 is exaggerating, but I did make very sure they knew!!
Poor Oakland! With his gnome phobia, we might just scare him right outta here before he gets to the fifth level!
