Stranger Danger!

Gavin is fully riding his bike today so we both rode our bikes to this ballpark near our house. Gavin was tired and not wanting to ride up hill but I was coaxing him, irritatingly between whines of "I can't do it, I'm thirsty, and my legs are tired." 

A nice looking lady in her 50's or so stopped to tell me some suspicious looking guys smoke over by the recycling bins in the morning.  I said, "Ok, thank you, we will be careful." Then seeing how tired Gavin was, she tells me in her best grandmotherly, not a wolf at all voice, "Why don't you just put your son and his bike in the car and you can ride behind me back to your house." I was thinking 'oh that's nice of her, but what the hell? You just got done telling me about stranger danger and here you go asking to take my kid in the car while I bike behind you. You don't even know where I live.'  My mommy radar is now on high alert and my tendency to not trust people is screaming inside, "It's the big bad wolf in granny clothes... my what big teeth you have Grandma." So I said, "That's kind of you but no thanks. We really live very close by." I had to think after she left, if she wasn't a creepy old lady looking to sell my kid on the black market that she must be thinking to herself, "I'm an ass. Why ask such a stupid question after telling a story about creepy guys at the recycling bins?"  We biked on home and had a long talk about strangers and how people who may appear nice, might not really be nice at all. 

This concluded with Gavin telling me she really was nice and even if the bad guys did get them he would escape.