Sunday, June 5, 2016
Annabelle and I were on our way to her Soccer class this morning, which does not happen to be in our neighborhood, so it took us approximately 15-20 minutes to travel over the high bridge and down into the valley below to the indoor arena where her class was being held.
It was a gorgeous Seattle morning with temps expected to reach the mid 90's later in the day, so I had her window partially rolled down so she could enjoy the breeze.
As we crossed the bridge she pointed out at the water below and squealed "River" with delight. Out beyond was the towering white mass of Mount Rainer smiling down upon us. It was a picturesque start to our lazy Sunday and left smiles on both of our faces.
And Annabelle was still smiling widely as we exited the freeway and pulled up to our first stoplight. Just then, a very large city bus pulled up beside us, stopping just shy of me, so that the driver was right next to Annabelle's window, but sitting much higher up.
Once he looked over, and saw our sweet girl gazing over at him with her smile still beaming, his mood seemed to immediately change for the better. He smiled right back down at Annabelle, and slide open his window.
"Hi there Sweetie" he started. "Are you enjoying the beautiful day?" "I'm goin to Soccer!" Annabelle shot back. "Well, that sounds like fun!" the driver retorted. You're pretty cute!" to which my daughter merely raised her hand and waved a bye-bye to the nice bus driver, as the light had turned green and we were starting to move.
I glanced back to see a big smile on his face as well, as he waved goodbye to her too.
It was a small exchange, but not uncommon with us. No, it has never before been a city bus driver, but on almost every trip we take out of the house, people are stopping to at least flash a smile in the direction of my 3 year old cutie pie.
I'm sure this happens to most other 2-3 year olds as well. Especially if they are animated, which Annabelle most certainly is.
It's cliche', I know. But I really do wish I could bottle this. This adorable time in our lives.
Without a doubt I can see what effect popping the cork on this bottle has as we walk through the lives of others who are not now, or never will be, in this phase of their own lives.
It's akin to having a garden hose of happiness and spraying it on an unsuspecting crowd.
It's pretty awesome.
Posted by James (SeattleDad) at 3:46 PM