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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!