I waved to the school bus as it drove by.  Several minutes later Barbara noticed there was a boy waiting for the bus.  We hollared at him to let him know his bus had already been by.  We asked if he needed a ride to school (he is a junior high aged boy, not a little kid) and he said thanks but he had a ride.I watched the workmen mow our yard.  I would run from window to window to see them at work.
A smart thing on my part:  Barbara was driving to meet Mimz at their regular meeting place, when Barbara drove past her turn.  She stopped at the light, and I told her, "No.  Mimz over there. No."  I was right... Barbara was driving on as if she was taking me to school.  I saved the day.  She said I am one smart cookie!