I know that I have said it before, but there is something special about this little boy.
Every morning as Clint and the girls are off to school, Michael and I sit on the couch and wave good by. Then we wait...
One bus.
Two buses.
Three, then four school buses come rumbling down our street.
Michael can hardly contain himself. Here he is waiting, lining up his own buses...they make him laugh out loud. Some days we go outside and wave. The bus drives LOVE him- and so do I.
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