




And then, we moved to the bus. Which, I was told (by Aaron) was broken because it wasn't moving. Then he got out of the bus to "fix" it. (And yes, before someone else says it. Let me.... Just like his father.)




Then we got back in to see if it was working yet.


With some final adjustments...

It was working again. And we decided to congratulate ourselves and point out the obvious...

Sometimes, you are what you wear.

;)
All kidding and cuteness aside though... Something very interesting happened today. There were 2 other little boys playing at the park. And (what Aaron is actually doing in the above pic) Aaron kept pointing at himself and then at the other little boys. He wanted to play with them. But, they were a little bigger and were consumed in their game. Once the one little boy left though, Aaron walked over to the other little boy (who was black. I only mention this because it becomes integral to the story later on) and started pointing to the bus, making the sign for bus and frantically saying "BUS! BUS! BUS!!!" He wanted the little boy to get in the bus so he could take him for a ride.
And, while the little boy understood and promptly climbed into the bus. He made an mistake. He climbed into the front drivers seat of the bus. Which prompted Aaron to point to the back of the bus and say "NO! NO! NO!"
(CAN YOU SEE ME JUST TRYING TO HIDE BEHIND THE SLIDE HERE? I wanted to. But instead...)
I calmly explained to Aaron that the other little boy had every right to a turn in the driver's seat and that Aaron had no authority to tell the other little boy where he could sit on the bus.
(And then I silently thanked God that the mother of the little boy was on the other side of the park fiddling with the Snugli she had brought for the little boy's infant sibling.)
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