Happy

Buddy is absolutely infatuated with Rosie's bus driver. It's the cutest thing I've ever seen.

I should re-phrase. Helen* is Rosie's van driver. We are sooo spoiled. Helen pulls the van up our long driveway and we don't have to leave the house until the second she turns on the flashing lights. Buddy accompanies Rosie and myself out to the van, and has started conversing with Helen every pick-up and drop-off.

Helen is the most kindest, sweetest person you could ever imagine. She is exactly the kind of person that made me feel okay about parting ways with my little Kindergartner last Fall. I knew my little girl was in good hands.

Buddy's latest thing is that he has to give Helen something every time he sees her, morning and afternoon. Whether it's a card, or a special rock, he's got it covered. He's been doing this for days now! And every day, twice a day, she reacts as though he has given her a piece of gold. I watch him watch her reaction, and see how pleased he is at how his small tokens of love are being appreciated.

Last week, as soon as Helen and Rosie pulled away, he tugged on my arm. "Mom, is preschool done? When can I go to Kindergarten?" He obviously wants nothing more than to hop on that van with his sister, and his "girlfriend" and see what the world has to offer. Not yet, little dude. I'm not in a hurry to see you both off to school every day. We have another 15 months left before that happens.

I did feel the need to just make sure he knew he didn't have to give Helen something every time he saw her. With the patience of someone much older, Buddy said: "I know that, mom. But I just want to make her happy!"

There's no arguing with that. In fact, it sounds like one of the main keys to any successful friendship or relationship. What if we all just tried to make each other happy without expecting anything in return? I really think our kids have life figured a bit more than we give them credit for.