The bus rumbles and squeaks to a stop in front of me, and the doors (as usual) do their arthritically slow attempt to open…clank, clank, clank. I lean in to say hello to The Bus Ladies and am greeted by a broadly smiling face that says: “What did you give this boy for breakfast??? He sang all the way to school and was smiling from ear to ear all the way! It was contagious! Everyone was happier than usual! What was THAT about???”
“Oh, that was just ’cause Dada was here to wake him up this morning!”
From the back of the bus, the shuffling of J’s feet and a loud DADA!!!!!!! followed by a giggle…
What a lucky, lucky bunch of people we are!