So you can imagine how alarmed I was when I noticed my son was playing in the street outside with his daddy. Yes, I did say STREET…as in…WHERE CARS DRIVE. We were all outside (me, J, P, and Klay) playing in the front yard. Well, J and I weren’t playing, but P and K were. P loves to be outside. Anytime he is being fussy…remedy…OUTSIDE TIME! He enjoys picking up the rocks and throwing them. Such a typical boy. Well, I ran inside (for 2 seconds) to grab my camera (ofcourse) and when I returned to the front yard…J was chasing P down the street. No lie. And the best part about it was…J thought there was nothing wrong with having a one year old in the street! I actually captured the moment on my way out to rescue him. Daddy’s, they just don’t know!ps to stick up for J some (and only some)…I guess I should add that we do live in a neighborhood where theres not alot of traffic. In fact, not one car drove by the whole time we were outside, but still…not my point. Point = 1 year olds don’t need to be playing in the street. Again, this is where my husband would chime in with “sweetie, calm down”.