Bye, Bye Birdie

Yesterday as I was on my way to pick up Number 5 from preschool, a little birdie flew right in front of my car.

I didn’t really think anything of it.

No matter how close you come to a flying bird, they always manage to get away just in the nick of time.

I did check behind me in the rearview mirror to see if the road was clear, and I saw nothing.

Phew.

Close call, little birdie.

There are 4 or 5 handicapped parking spaces right outside of preschool.

You can park in those for pick up if you have a kid in the car that you don’t want to drag into the building with you.

When school is over, the directors of the school stand outside and keep an eye on your kids.

Usually my dad is babysitting, but not yesterday, so I had Number 6 and 7 with me.

I pulled into one of those rock star parking spots.

There were a bunch of moms standing outside talking, waiting for the school doors to be opened.

I was a couple minutes early so I sat in the car and checked my emails.

I looked up, and there were a couple moms pointing at me.

Staring.

Whispering.

Was there something on my face?

I looked in the rearview mirror.

I didn’t see anything glaring.

Nothing hanging out of my nose.

I got out of the car.

No.

There was nothing on my face.

But there was something on my car.

Actually, in my car.

How does that joke go?

What’s the last thing that goes through a bug’s mind when it hits the windshield?

Yeah.

I’d say the same goes for a bird.

In your grill.

Those preschoolers walking out of the building got an education they weren’t expecting yesterday.

And the Giants may want to consider hiring the Director of the school for their offensive line.

If she covers a quarterback like she covered the grill of my car,

well,

those guys will have a sack-free season for sure.

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