On Parenting

Today I stood out on my balcony and looked down at the parking lot across the street. A little girl was having a good time riding around on her scooter. She was maybe 6 years old and was wearing a cute little helmet. Her dad was running a few feet behind her, keeping pace. I thought "oh, that's nice, they are playing a game or something." But he kept running right behind her, the whole time, no matter which way she turned or how fast she was going. He was starting to pant pretty hard too. It then dawned on me, that he was just running behind her in case she was gonna fall, so he could try and catch her...