I exclaimed to my son as he whizzed around on his little bicycle; shrieking something I couldn't quite understand.
I'm pretending -
he pulled up in front of me and stopped.
- I'm pretending there's a light tower on the hill.
He rode off at the speed of really slow lightning.
Light tower, light tower, LIGHT TOWER!!
And I was so glad the L wasn't a W and the T really was a T and not a P.
Light tower. Pretty rad.