I’m on my way to meet my grandsons’ bus. Two buses. I love this time of the afternoon when I have time with them. We have a snack, a Bible study and then watch a movie. He loves movies. He is such a precious young man. Fourteen. He wouldn’t have to have someone meet his bus, but he loves having someone home when he gets there after a long, long day at school. And it is my pleasure, indeed!