Yesterday I was running around outside with Cole when a garbage truck drove by. We ran as fast as his little legs could go to catch up. The truck driver saw us, skipped the green turn light he was stopped at to wait for us, and then waved back at us for a long time, before continuing on his way. Three minutes later we were standing in the same place hoping and waiting for another garbage truck and unbelievably the same guy drove back, honked, slowed, and waved to my nephew. You can imagine the sheer joy radiating from that little body. On our walk back all he could talk about was "that garbage truck driver waved to me Auntie J.J."
Kind and thoughtful people are everywhere.
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