My Old Eyes

You know it has been too long since there was a two-year-old in the house, when days after, my eyes wander to this only because I happened to be sitting down to take off my shoes and the color caught my eye.

Too long for you too?
No one chased me around the house asking for their bus back.
No one fought over the bus until it hit someone in the face, knocking out a tooth.
No one had a melt down because their bus was lost.
No one accused someone else of destroying their bus.
I hadn't thrown the bus out because I was tired of dealing with the bus.
It was just there, nicely scooted under the couch after our visitors had left. 
It made me smile that morning. And it's still sitting there right now.