Wow… just… wow.
One of my colleagues, who regularly takes the work shuttle bus with Bean and I, has a small torch that Bean likes to play with on the bus. Bean loves it, and is very good in giving it back to him before he leaves the bus to catch the train in Great Chesterford. I emailed him this morning to ask for the make and model so that I could buy one for Bean (to keep the evil robots and spiders out of his room at night), as it seems rugged enough to survive a toddler’s version of love and attention.
His reply:
Hey, there’s one in your pigeon hole ;)
When asked if he was sure about it, he replied:
Of course – I have kids of my own, and torches are a very very important part of growing up!
So… wow.
Sometimes, people rock!
Current Mood:
Shocked