Perspective

I love having my little boy with me in the car.  Yesterday, I was driving in a parking lot and I misjudged how far a median stuck out.  As I turned, wham!  Front and rear right tires waylay the curb.  'Twas NOT my finest driving moment.  I began apologizing for the wild ride and George interrupts with, "Whoa Mom, that was awesome!  We got BIG AIR!"  He turned a moment where I felt like a total idiot into a moment where I felt like a total hero.  He's just that kind of guy.