The other night at Bible study one of my friends said how much her teenage son gets a kick out Finn. She said how her son just adores Finn. I chuckled and said, "There are few who don't adore that boy." For example, the morning bus driver. Yesterday she sweetly allowed Finn (and me) to get on the bus, take a seat, and then she drove us home. Clearly, the little man was THRILLED by this:
This morning the bus pulled up, Zeke, Deacon and Thomas got on the bus, and Finn immediately followed. The bus driver laughed as I tried to pull him off. I told her he's going to expect to be driven home every day now, which made her laugh even harder as she said, "I guess I opened a whole new can of worms." She then graciously let us on again and drove us home again (which, I'm not going to lie, I was pretty happy about too as it was super cold this morning and 30 seconds on a warm bus is nicer than 60 seconds walking on the cold sidewalk). Hopefully he'll forget all about this over the weekend, but I highly doubt it. Has a mind like a steel trap that one does.
Aaaaaand, that's my story and my blog post today.
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