Just one of my #embarrassingmoments...
When my daughter was 3 years old, we lived in the busy city... To walk from my home to the supermarket, we always had at least one crosswalk left to get there. I had taught my daughter to wait until the green male appeared at the traffic light and then she could cross with me. She had to give me a hand.
So we are waiting at the traffic light together and the little damseless leaves my hand, but I have faith in her because she knows that when the male is green, she has to give me a hand again.
All right, I wait and the green light appears... I grab next to me and hold my hand when I suddenly hear a sweet man's voice saying: “Very kind of you to help me cross, but I can do it alone, I think I'm big enough...”
My daughter hung a little further like a monkey on the pole of the traffic light and I had this man's hand to cross...
Luckily he could laugh but my head was about as red as the traffic light jumped red again.
