Riley's Got The Idea

Last Thursday afternoon, the girls and I were outside in the front yard. I saw a school bus coming around the corner and pointed it out to Riley.

"Hey, look, Riley, a school bus," I pointed, "You'll be riding one of those this fall!"

"Wow, that's beautiful!" she said.

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied.

Riley skipped around a little bit and stopped. "I'm kind of worried about it though."

"Worried about what?"

"I'm worried that the kids on the school bus will make fun of me," she replied.

"What could you possibly have to be made fun of?" I asked. "You're beautiful, smart, funny, nice, caring, brave..."

"I guess," she said, considering.

She moved to sit down next to me on the short wall that surrounds our flowerbeds a the front of our house and looked off in the distance, thoughtful.

Then she said, "Maybe it would be better if I just took a limo to school instead."

"Well, everything is better in a limo..."