Josh LOVES buses. We'll be driving along in our automobile and he'll say "Bus! Bus! See the bus?" And quite honestly, I usually don't. I've gotten better though at spotting them. They'll be white buses, yellow buses, big buses, little buses, near buses, far buses, school buses, public buses. It's amazing the range his bus sonar has.
Josh's greatest moment of each day is when we go out and wait for the bus to pick him up. Actually, his greatest moment is when he SEES the bus.
Now, in order for the bus to pick him up, it has to go past our house so it can turn around. The bus did that last year. The bus does it again this year. Only this year Josh has decided for some reason that he needs to chase after the bus. The bus drives past, Josh chases after it. "Buff frivuh! Buff frivuh! Come here!" And his little arms push his wheelchair as fast as they can. It's really too sweet.
Maybe there's a way I can make Josh a bus for Halloween?
