Blue bus blues
We're doing colors now. A lot of them. Most of them, actually, but the two favorites are red and blue. As in the Stockholm buses.
Most of the Stockholm buses are red (which, according to a color therapist who once visited our office, is not a good color for buses), but there are a couple of lines that have blue buses.
They're so special that people refer to them as "the blue buses" instead of "4" or "2" that they actually are.
Hannes has picked up on that so much that whenever he says "blue", it's always followed by another small word.
"Bus."
Now that Hannes goes to kindergarten every day, we have developed some new routines for the three of us.
Jessica and Hannes leave the house at around 8, taking the bus to the subway and then another bus to the kindergarten. Jessica, being the optimist and positive person that she is, tries to make the trip as much fun as possible.
With great success. Hannes seems to enjoy the bus and subway rides, and the hectic morning city life.
And then, in the afternoon, I drive downtown and pick him up at three. We sing in the car, all the way home. Hannes gets to sing the new songs he's learned during the day, and I get to do the classics.
Sometimes I take the longer route, so we can sing a little more.
