Off to a Good Start

Every morning we take K to the commuter train station.

The station entrance is across the street from the actual platform so K has to cross an open air bridge to get to the train.

When we pull out of the station we can see him on the bridge while we wait to merge into traffic and make our way to daycare.

Every morning, without fail, K stands on the bridge waiting to see our car.

When he sees us he waves like mad without regard for the attention it attracts from other light rail customers or the traffic below.

The Mayor, The Rooster and I wave back at him and yell,

"We love you, Daddy! Have a good day at work."

During this daily ritual our car sits right next to a bus stop and our waving often attracts the attention of the people waiting for the bus.

This morning there was a crowd of teen aged boys standing there.

The teenagers were decked out in trendy hip hop clothes. Their hats were on backwards and crooked, their pants hung low and their shirts were long and over sized.

They were looking cool and working it.

They were facing the commuter bridge and noticed K waving. Curious, they turned to see where his waves were directed.

And there we were... three doofuses waving wildly in our craptastic automotive wonder vehicle.

The hip, cool teenagers, without missing a beat, broke out in wild grins and waved like crazy at The Mayor, The Rooster and I.

It's amazingly simple, and yet so easy to forget, how giant dorky smiles and big doses of genuine friendliness bring us together.

I know you can't see me, but I'm smiling like a fruitcake and waving at you.

Pass it on, pass it on, pass it on.