I've been wanting to make a post about the types of people who ride the bus, but it's going to take a lot more to put it together than I originally realized. So that isn't what I'm posting here. This is about just one type of bus rider.
The Cute Kid.
Yes, some kids are cute. Some aren't so cute. Some are the devil incarnate. Thankfully, the one who rode the bus with me yesterday was the cute kind.
She got on the bus with her parents a few stops north of me. The girl was dressed in her Sunday best. I found out later that it was her 3rd birthday yesterday. She was very quiet and shy, but her mom had no problems telling the story of how they came to be riding the bus that way.
All she wanted for her birthday, her mom said, was to ride the city bus downtown and have cake. So that's what they were doing.
You know what? Maybe for my birthday, I want to ride the city bus downtown and have cake. To me, it seems like a perfectly reasonable thing to want on your birthday.