Scene: 9:30am. A bunch of little bankers singing in subdued voices and speaking about falling down and others helping them up... awards, preppy parents, weaving from one grade up to the next. CDS gymnasium.
While sitting on bleachers, we looked down to see a dad pushing a stroller with a two year old strapped in and screaming to be let out. The mom was pushing another stroller which had a cup holder the pushing handle. Inside the cup holder was a fresh can of Red Bull. Ah, the morning.
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