So, Sunday Musing seems to be a favorite title of mine and so, in order to keep them straight, I will add the day's date at the end of the title. Onto my musing...Thinking about Carli and her activities yesterday and my reaction to all of it. I'm grateful nothing bad happened to her and I really didn't get all that upset with her or cry like I have in the past. It's unusual that I didn't do any of that because crying and getting all upset has pretty much been the norm for me, so I was shocked that I was not worse. Oh well. Either it means that I'm beginning to realize that Carli is growing up and can somewhat be responsible for walking down the street here in Tempe safely, arriving at a neighbors house and not have anything bad happen to her. Fortunately, we live in a very quiet neighborhood, there aren't many cars zipping up and down the street (that's the thing that scares me most however, that she gets hit by a speeding vehicle). So, in that vein, I have been teaching her how to safely cross the street, showing her by example what to do, when and how. She pretty much has it figured out, but the street we live on has people driving up & down the street going faster than 25 (residential street speed limit) and using our street as a faster way to get around the slower traffic out on University. My goal? to get speed bumps or a calming circle put on the street, perhaps in front of our house to slow the crazy bastards who refuse to recognize they are speeding and that children live on this street. I call Tempe Traffic nearly every time more than one or two cars speed through the neighborhood. I just wish once the cops would stick around and watch the crazies driving through. But of course, when the cops are around, what do drivers do? Obey the rules of the road. Oh well, I guess my next option would be to sit out in my driveway with a radar gun and point it at the drivers who are speeding, get their license plates and tattle on them.
