Our family was vacationing in Ontario and decided to check out Graffiti Alley and Kensington Market after a morning of biking. I was hot, tired, sweaty, and hangry as we walked past a child on a razor scooter zipping around on the sidewalk.
As I passed the child on the left, his mother said something like, “Let’s take break for a minute and let others pass by”.
I walked about 25 yards ahead before stopping to rest and chat with my family.
That’s when my 21-year-old son slyly smiled and said, “I think that was Pink who just went in the store behind us!”