Impatient

Mike told the boys he'd take them into Logan and to hurry up and get their shoes on.  Then, he went out to the truck to wait.  I heard him honk.  Then, I heard him honk again.  The honk sounded different than usual, so I looked out the window and saw him parked on our front walk way.  It's his new thing.  He's driven the Pilot up onto the grass and almost to the front door for me as they've waited before church before.  It always cracks me up.

 The boys made their way out.  Not sure if it was any faster than usual, but I'm sure Mike felt better about it all.