This morning, as I was dropping Fiver off at pediatric rehab for some lengthy testing, I was sharing the road with the school buses. Sally was ecstatic, yelling out "lello bus!" every time we passed one. Which was every 2.3 seconds.
Anyway, as I pulled up to a four way stop, there were school buses at every other stop sign. I looked at the bus directly opposite my van, and something about the driver caught my eye.
He was wearing an eye patch. A bonafide, pirate-y eye patch! (No earrings or hook hands, though.)
I'm sure he was a kind man who was just having some eye problems, but I bet no one crosses him.