When Alyson and I left her preschool, we pulled out of the parking lot at the same time as her boyfriend and his grandmother. We ended up stopped at a traffic light, but separated by three lanes of traffic because of the size of the intersection.
Me: Oh, there's [boyfriend]'s grandma's car.
Alyson: Where?!?!
Alyson saw their car as the windows started to be put down. Our windows were already down.
Boyfriend, yelling from the car and waving: Hi, Aly! (Note, he says her name "Ahwy".)
Alyson, waving and struggling against the car seat straps to see: Hi!
They kept yelling and waving even when other cars pulled up between us. All of this was made even cuter by the fact that both kids are in car seats and all you could see in the windows were little hands frantically waving.
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