Better Than a Cup of Coffee

As I'm rummaging through my trunk to gather my goods to take into Starbucks, I suddenly hear, "Hi Mrs. Trac!" I knew the voice. It was one of my kiddos from last year. I peek around my car. There he is standing halfway out of a SUV holding onto the door. He has the same great big old smile. I respond with, "Hi Mr. D. How are you?" He simply says, "Good." I wanted to say, "Have a good day." I should have said it, but he already ducked into the car before I could. I hope he has a great day. He totally made my day.