Bus stop

Our bus stop is right across the street. I needed to be great full every time Josh runs out there to get on the bus. It is so great and I really don't know how we got so lucky to even have bus service to and from school. I was watching him through the window the other morning and couldn't figure out what he was so lovingly holding close to himself.
Turns out it was just a big slab of icy snow that only a five year old could see the beauty in.