Our kitchen window is often more entertaining than television.

Yesterday, while Dream Baby and I were making dinner, I noticed this kind guy helping someone in need.

Then I saw the car speed back by our house in reverse as the good samaritan jogged along beside the car.

Then the kind soul pushed the car past us again.

I suggested Dream Baby offer them help, but he said,
“Kim, they are working out.”

I looked back outside in utter amazement.
Thinking to myself Norwegians are seriously a strange breed.

Then Jr., our oldest and least active child, walks in from guitar lessons.

I hear Sr. say,
“Hey Buddy, these guys have agreed to let you help them with their training!”

The expression on Jr.´s face was priceless!