Happiness is… seeing my little one on the bus smiling.

Hayden is like Roy, NOT a morning person.  But this morning, he got up with a smile, ate all his breakfast, got dressed, and even danced with me in the living room.

When it was time to go, he put on his jacket (without being told!), got his backpack, and grabbed my dog for me while I put my shoes on.

Once outside, we joked around, and he told me he almost has his chart full in running club.  And then the bus came.

Everyday I take him out, put him on the bus, and then wait on the porch to wave goodbye to him.  If I don’t wave, he always says something to me.

Today, I heard his friends calling him as soon as he climbed the stairs - our Hayden is a popular little guy!  

I waited on the porch, and when the bus turned the corner, I waved and smiled.  His back was too me, and for a second I was sad (silly I know), but then he turned around, plastered his face to the window, blew me a kiss, and waved wildly.

Happiness for me this morning was knowing my baby didn’t forget his good old mom, even though he was surrounded by all his friends.