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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Be Cool: Stay in School
Since ST no longer goes to daycare, we're spending a lot of quality time together. (He might say that it's too much quality time, though. No matter what we're doing or how much fun we're having, he always seems to be looking around for another kid to play with, trying to "trade up" from his old mom!) Yesterday we did something he has always wanted to do but we've never had a great reason to do it: ride the city buses. Ever since he could talk he's been wanting to ride the "big blue bus" that goes all around the city, ending at Doctoral University. So that's what we did. We got on the bus in the morning, visited some people at Doctoral University, rode a different bus for about twenty minutes, had lunch at our favorite restaurant, and then hopped on the bus home. ST was in heaven.

ST took the ordinary act of riding the bus and made it the most exciting thing he'd ever done, and in turn made it exciting for me. Each time the bus stopped, he'd step into the aisle to see why we were stopping. "It's OK," he'd announce to me and anyone else who was listening. "It's just a stop sign. No one has to get off." Whenever he'd hear the ding! sound of the stop request, he'd look around and ask, loudly, "Now who is getting off? Is it you? Is it you?" He chatted to the bus driver and to everyone who got on the bus.

Before we got off the bus for the last time, ST said to the driver, "Thanks, Bus Driver, for the nice ride." The bus driver smiled and said, "Stay in school, buddy!" I thought that was an interesting comment (ST is only three, but people often think he's five because he's very tall), but I just smiled and we went on our way.

Today, we had another real life adventure when we went to the post office. To ST's great excitement there were construction trucks and construction workers in the post office parking lot. "Can we go talk to them? Pleeeease?" ST asked me. After we mailed our package, we walked over to the workers.

"Hi, guys!" ST said cheerfully. "What are you making?" The construction workers responded that they were building an addition to the parking lot. ST thought that this was the most wonderful thing anyone could possibly do. The workers showed him their equipment and let him sit in a skid loader, which was blissful for ST. We stayed for about ten minutes, watching them work, before we had to go. As we left, one of the workers shouted, "Stay in school, little man! Stay in school!"

Ah, if only they knew how much school was going to be a part of ST's life!
Posted with care by Prof. Me @ 7/25/2006 03:16:00 PM  
7 Words of Wisdom:
  • At 4:50 PM, Blogger ScienceWoman said…

    Those workers and that bus driver were maybe speaking out of personal experience and giving ST the advice that they wished they had taken?

    In any case, ST sounds like a real boys boy.

  • At 5:47 PM, Blogger Honeybee said…

    The summer I spent working in a warehouse driving a forklift (the only woman) I heard that phrase more than I could count. Even when I hate grad school, it's still better than working a 12/12 swing shift.

  • At 6:22 PM, Blogger RageyOne said…

    Sounds like a great day!

    It seems all little kids are fascinated by buses.

  • At 8:09 PM, Blogger Lilian said…

    My boys adore buses and trucks. Tuesdays and Fridays are eventful days here because they love to see the garbage truck. The driver already knows them and he waves to the boys and blows the horn. My two year old gets absolutely ecstatic and waves back like crazy!

    It sounds like you had great fun riding the bus and talking to the construction workers!

  • At 9:41 PM, Blogger Prof. Me said…

    SW, yes, that is what I thought, too, and those thoughts were initially a part of this post. The comments of the workers made me happy and sad: happy because I was glad that people ST admirers were giving good advice, and sad because the workers seemed rather dissatisfied with their lot in life.

    Honeybee, makes total sense. Sometimes I hated grad school, but it was always better than the alternative.

    Ragey, yes... anything that moves, actually! But especially construction trucks and large buses.

    Lilian, ST knows our garbage man and our recycling man. He waits for them by the door every Wednesday and calls out to them, "Good job, Recycling Man!" It's pretty funny!

  • At 12:50 PM, Blogger MusicalMom said…

    It sounds like you had a great day! I want to take the girls on the bus to visit MusicalDad at work one day. He takes the bus every day now to his new job.

    I just finished my posts for today and clicked over to your blog, and your post validated my decision even more.

    You'll probably never know how much I enjoy your blog and how much I enjoy reading about your journey...

    Thanks. :)

  • At 4:36 PM, Blogger ArticulateDad said…

    Charming, thanks. You had me chuckling in glee... which is a good thing.

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