Good for you, Mom!

Took the bus to the mall today. They were running behind schedule and the one I boarded was pretty full to begin with and got more crowded as we continued our journey. A woman with two sons got on after me and took the "priority seats" at the front. She and her boys -- one about 10, the other a teenager easily a head taller than his mom -- were all fit. The priority seats were just the only ones still available.

When an elderly woman boarded at the next stop, and the older boy didn't relinquish his seat, Mom shot him a look fraught with meaning. He rose instantly.