That was his question. Over and over again.
All 7 of us were standing on the cold, dark, wet street corner looking for the correct apartment building of our friends who had invited us over for fellowship following a church service. It was almost 10:30 pm, the kids were sick, cranky and tired. Bedtime is normally 9:00, so we were all well into the delirious stages.
I reassured him that his daddy had just gone to the corner cafe to ask where building #33 was.
He spotted the cafe and took off. As he approached the glass walls of the cafe he saw his daddy through the glass at the counter. He continued down the wall looking for the door to enter when he saw what he thought was an open door.
You see, rain or shine, cold or heat wave, the Portuguese prop open the doors to their cafes, clothing shops and restaurants. You name it, if it has a door and they’re open, then the door is propped open.
Justice in his 2.5 year old head has learned this already. Most of us know when driving past a shop, that if the door isn’t open, then they’re closed.
So after he spotted what he thought was an open door he ran full force through it.
Well, maybe I should say into it, cause he bounced off that glass just like in the cartoons when Jerry pulls a frying pan from behind his back and Tom runs into it face first.
Justice took a few wobbly steps backwards as his entire body vibrated.
His sisters and I a few doors down saw the entire thing and our late night giggles took over. We began to laugh so hard that the man who ran out the cafe to check on Justice thought us horrible that we could laugh at such a thing. He rolled his eyes and went back inside.
Now we know that not everyone leaves their door open…at least Justice does anyway.