Gotta love Milwaukee

On my way to school this morning I pass the CUTEST african american boy. He was probably 4 years old with a back-pack larger than he was, and being drug by his mother across the cross walk. He was being drug because he was too busy giving all of us drivers waiting for the light to change a big cheesy grin and waving. When we would wave back, he'd get this little strutt going, like "check me out, I'm so cool", almost like a dance walk. I just love it here!!!! Started my day off right.