As you can see, me and my family went to the park..... I was not exactly happy to be there....
But i decided to be the good daughter i am and let my dad push me...
side thought- Well, how often is it that you can actually say the words "push me!" and have it mean a good thing? Would a random citizen just run up to you and plead, "PUSH ME PUSH ME PUUUSHHH MEEEE!!!!" no, they would not.
So anyways, i took a turn being the "pusher" and pushed my littlest brother Zachariah.
While i was pushing him.... he suddenly raised his little hands, pressed them together reverently, closed his eyes, and bowed his head.
When asked, "Hey Zak, whatcha' doin'???" He simply replied,
"..............................shhhhh................i'm a praying ninja..................."
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