not a taxi.

a few months ago H said to me,

"mom, when i go to america someday, i want to ride in a truck."

it sounded odd, but to a three year old that only rides in turquoise colored taxis {and an occasional city bus}, a truck sounded exciting.  and different.

today H and chad went to the school to visit the library,

play in the gym and on the playground.

the playground has an old school bus parked that the kids can play in.

i love how H's eyes light up as he is driving in something other than a taxi.

{my friend danielle took these shots.  thanks friend!}