The Bus

So like most little boys Noah has developed an obsession with all things trucks and trains. It started about a month ago. From the backseat on any car ride you can hear , "OHHH" and "AHHH" as Noah is amazed by trucks in traffic. The bigger the better. For Easter I had given him a little set of mini cars and trucks and he got those out again in May and really developed a special attachment to one of them in particular.......... Bus. Noah took bus everywhere. VBS. Dr. Pettit. Lunch. Bath. Bed. Ft. Worth. Bus was always in his hand. He even would kiss Bus and talk to Bus. He began to point out buses everywhere. He loves buses!

Bus got lost. Adam and I looked everywhere. I got online and looked for a replacement. They only make bigger buses like the one pictured. Not a Noah hand sized one. I was devastated and so was Noah. He asked for bus several times a day. I had given up hope after a week.

I should know better. There is always hope!

Mimi came over yesterday and before she left she said, "I am going to find Bus!" And she did. Under the couch that Adam and I had both looked under.

The celebration that ensued when Noah and Bus were reunited is a memory I will always cherish. Noah was so excited he started spinning around laughing until he fell down. He started kicking his feet and then rolling around on the floor before he came to me and rubbed his face into me out of joy. I of course cried at the sight of such spontaneous joy. Thank you Mimi.

So if you are in need of some hope and joy, Noah suggests some Bus!

It reminds me of how Christ says to be childlike.


Noah and Bus at VBS.