(Doesn't he look so little?) He ended up settling himself down for what ended up being a bit of a wait. And a bit of a furrowing of the brow. Because there must be 50 buses that come through our neighborhood in any given five minutes. And none of them are his. Oh, yay! Finally, it's my turn!
He clearly remembers the routine. And the bus aide readily indulges me my photo.
Olivia's bus had been late, too, while they both waited, backpacks ready. After witnessing her brother getting on a bus last year, and never complaining (not much) that she wanted to ride the bus, too......this year, she is clearly in her element.
She is so ready for kindergarten. Earlier in the week at the open house she even informed her new teacher, "I am soooo a little smart."Indeed. And here she is, after I asked her to pose, showing off her backpack -- clearly, the most important part.
I love this photo, camera quality notwithstanding. It captures them so well. If you look real close you can even see the smattering of freckles on Olivia's nose.
"No one else was at the bus stop."