Yesterday was my late day at work and I got to drop Jake off at school (I'm usually on pickup duty only) and this was how the drop off went down.
*Walking into school, we see the kids from his class being loaded up into the ginormous caravan of a stroller....you know, the one that holds about 3 dozen children and I am amazed that they can steer that thing around considering I tend to take out small children and large store displays with my single stroller*
Jake: Walk! Bit-ney!
(Bit-ney = Brittany, one of his teachers who was loading up the kids)
Brittany: Jake, you're just in time to go for a walk! And guess what we're going to see?
Jake: *shrugs shoulders and does his "I dunno" face*
Brittany: We're going outside to see a big fire truck that came to visit today!!
Jake: *immediately flings himself into the stroller with his eyes as wide as saucers* Big truck? Outside? Walk? Big Truck? MAMA!!!!!!!!! BIG TRUCK!!!!!!
I wish I had a camera to capture the smile plastered across his chubby little face, while he sat in the stroller, patiently waiting with his hands clasped in his lap, tapping his little toes in anticipation.
I left daycare with a big smile plastered across my own face, knowing that he was going to have a great day.