Back to School in the 'Hood

Two siblings I know from the neighborhood were at the bus stop this morning. I stopped to say hello. They pet Romeo. "You guys have red lipstick kiss prints on your cheeks," I said grinning.

"My mom had to go to work at 6:AM," the girl said. "Dad, will you wipe it off?" Her father smiled and licked his thumb and rubbed her cheek and did the same for his son. I love these kids.

Then the big Marchand garbage truck stalled at the stop sign and wouldn't start. It started again and then stopped right in the middle of the intersection. The driver was able to move it a few more yards to the side of the street until a tow truck could come.  I've never seen a garbage truck break down. All of the kids and parents were watching the show.