It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood today and I decided to take myself for a little walk. As I took my little stroll I noticed one of the neighborhood kids riding his bike slowly beside me.

"Hey" He said "hot day today, huh?"

OK, this kid is all of eight years old so I'm immediately thinking didn't your mom ever teach you not to talk to strangers. Well, I guess I'm not a complete stranger but If any of you have done the sex offender search around the area of your house you'd probably shit your pants at all the red dots surrounding you so he should at least be a little cautious. 

"I wish I had something to drink, it's so hot" he said.

"Yep it's pretty hot today" I confusedly said wondering about this kids angle.

"I wish I had some lemonade"

Low and behold as we turn the corner a small lemonade stand set up by the many midget hustlers that live in my neighborhood. The picture is becoming more clear.

"Oh, what luck!" the kid says in faux excitement "A lemonade stand!"

He rides ahead and acts like he's buying a glass of lemonade and says loudly "WOW, THAT'S THE BEST LEMONADE I'VE EVER TASTED" and I'll have to admit I was impressed by the production. One kid flagging cars, one taking money, another serving and of course one operative on a bike giving word of mouth advertisement. They even had some fold down card tables with chairs to sit at. I chuckled to myself as I approached and pulled out my wallet.

"How much for a glass of lemonade?" I asked. I was surprised by the answer.

Two dollars! Can you believe it? I know about inflation but WOW! I used to sell cups for ten cents on the corner. Then the girl taking money asks if I want ice. I say "Sure," and she informs me that it'll be fifty cents for ice but I should really try what she calls "Crazy Cubes" which is really just different flavored Kool-Aide frozen into ice cubes for 25 cents more. (need I remind you these kids are ranging from 5-8 years old). Again I'm a little impressed by their ingenuity so I catch my breath and agree.

She calls out my order like you would to a short order cook and the little boy in the back starts fumbling through the cooler. She hands me my glass and says "That'll be three fifty..."

"Wait a second" I said "You mean $2.75"

"No" she said deadpan, "It's three fifty. we gave you two crazy cubes. Feel free to enjoy you're drink at any of our outside tables"

I'm sorry, This made me laugh! What's up with kids these days?