I went to the mall with Melanie yesterday so she could take back a shirt. We sat on a bench afterward, just to people watch. A man walked by with his tiny daughter toddling next to him. He thought she was adorable, let me tell you.
Me (leaning toward Mel, whispering): "How far do you think I could kick that baby?"
Melanie: "Running start?"
Me: "Say...three long strides."
Melanie: "Thirty feet. More if you manage to clear the guardrail."
I don't think I could kick a baby anywhere NEAR 30 feet, but it warmed my heart to know how much Melanie respected my athletic abilities.
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