My daughter came home from college this afternoon anxious to engage in the following conversation:
Katelyn- "I just saw Cody at the duck pond. He was standing all alone."
Me- "I am sure there were people watching him." (He was with his day program.)
Katelyn- "There was a group huddled over by the bench. NOWHERE NEAR CODY."
Katelyn- "He's blind! Don't they know he could wander off into the sea?"
This is the point where I start laughing. In her exaggerated drama, the pond suddenly became the sea.
Katelyn- "What was he wearing?"
Me- "Jeans and a blue Aeropostale shirt with white lettering."
Katelyn- "Well, for one thing, he should be in shorts. You shouldn't dress him in jeans yet. It's hot. He's probably sweating bullets with the sun beating on his head." (It might be 80 degrees, at the most.)
Me- still laughing
Katelyn- "Nobody even offered him a seat."
Do you suppose she is a little protective of her older brother?
And the really funny part is, when Cody came home and I asked him about the duck pond, he said, "We didn't go to the duck pond. We went bowling."
Poor Katelyn. She worried herself sick over nothing. :)