Not Piggyback

“Piggyback ride!” my 4 year old exclaimed. I thought at first he wanted me to give him a piggyback ride, which I couldn’t do since I was pushing the stroller with his infant brother inside.

I look down at him. He’s looking up ahead, somewhere along the sidewalk something has caught his attention. He points.

Following the direction of his gaze I see two squirrels running around each other, but no people, let alone anybody giving a piggyback ride.

Just as I’m about to say something to him the squirrels bolt into the street with one ultimately landing on the back of the other.

“See, dad? Piggyback ride!”

After about two seconds it became apparent this was more than simple play on the part of the squirrels.

“Uh, yeah, piggyback ride,” was all I could say as I quickly ushered him into our house.