I am thankful for the man that stands as a crossing guard. I think he is a police officer, he wears a badge. And he has a gun. While I am thankful that he stands there to direct traffic, and keep things running smoothly that is not why I chose to write about him today.
I am thankful for the funny way after I smile or wave or give a nod of my head that he always points his hand at me like he is holding a gun and shoots me. It makes me smile almost everyday. Some days I outright laugh. It just catches me as funny. Kids can't play with "weapons" at school, but I am mock shot every morning. Love it.
p.s.- I am thankful that my friend Veronica told me that she could not comment. Somehow I had comments turned off. So comment away-