Last night we ended up trick or treating with this group from our neighborhood we don't know very well. But two of their kids are in class with my two kids.

So, we walked the mostly dark and often sidewalkless streets of our neighborhood together with music blasting from a stroller they were pushing.

At one point, my 10-year son got separated from us on the other side of the road with one of the two other moms in the group. A car sped up in our general direction through the dark, and she grabbed him snuggly around the shoulders and held him with her back pressed up against a parked car.

She wanted to be sure he didn't misjudge the distance of the oncoming car in his juvenile assessment, and try to dart out into the road.

We talk a lot about other parents overstepping in their advice and actions, and maybe we don't talk enough about the times other parents step up to help protect our children.

Sometimes crossing typical boundaries is exactly the help we need, when we need it. For this mom and other appropriate parental oversteppers, I am grateful.


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