Snow Cones and what???

Yellow is such a happy color.

Been watching these teensy weeds along the trail.  The blooms can't be more than 1/4" across.  And I realize they're weeds.  Still, their happy yellow makes me smile.

So...we stopped at one of those Sno Shacks that seem to be in every strip mall parking lot for the traditional birthday sno cones for the daughter.  Sitting there in the chairs they provide, enjoying the breeze and the treat we idly watched a young family come for treats of their own.

And were stunned into silence as the Mom took the little guy (maybe 2 1/2 or 3 years old at max) over by the tree, pulled down his swim trunks an helped him water the tree with his tinkle.  Said tree is next to a very main thoroughfare in our little burg - 5 lanes wide.  Cars whizzing (no pun intended) past with rarely a break in traffic.  (Also right close to several establishments with restrooms that could have been utilized.)

Daughter said her appetite for the last tidbit of her sno cone was gone.  Pretty soon, so were we. Shaking our heads all the way.  I'll be keeping an eye on the tree to see if there are any ill effects.  Makes one wonder...