Talking to my neighbor friend when I still lived in Foster City. I was like..four.
He was a little Indian kid, I'm assuming he was older than me since he'd run up to our living room window and I'd talk to him through it. I remember one time after he came home from Temple he came up to the window and my mom thought his Bindi was a smudge of dirt, so she wiped it off. He ran off screaming. AHAHAHA