As I made my way from my car to my bus this morning I happened upon 2 little ones getting set to start their day at camp. The little girl greeted me with a "good morning". I responded in kind which prompted a good morning from her little brother. She was probably 4, he was younger , maybe 3 and Mom was busy putting an even younger one in a stroller.
My new young friend then asked"are you a bus driver?"
"Yes I am" I answered which of course led to the next question.
"Why?"
I explained that some people need a ride to come to the center.
This of course led to the next obvious question....
"Why?"
I said that some people don't dive cars.
Which of course led to another
"Why?"
I explained that sometimes people are too old or too young to drive.
Before I was bombarded with another "Why" which I am sure was about to come at me I asked her if she was old enough to drive.
In her most assuring terms she said" No! Mommy drives".
At which point Mommy chimed in and said "any more kids and I may have to become a bus driver as well".
We laughed and headed in opposite directions,me towards my bus and Mom and crew off to camp. 
As I started to pull my self up into the bus,a little voice called from across the parking lot
"By Mr. Bus Driver....have a nice day".
I wished her the same,smiled and set out to do my job!
After all I am the bus driver and people needed me to drive them.