Today I had one of my I’m-such-an-ignorant-American moments. Laura Marie and I were at the park and I was pushing her on the swing. Another little girl was on the swing next to her. I tried talking to her grandmother, who was pushing her on the swing, and the woman replied with an accent, “I don’t speak English.”
So I tried talking to her in Spanish, and she just smiled and nodded.
Just then the little girl’s mother walked over and told me they’re from the Czech Republic. I’m pretty sure Spanish is not exactly the national language over there. Man, I’m such a buffoon.
Surfing the Inner N8 
Heh! That’s very funny.