Monday, January 9, 2012

Riding the bus--on purpose


So, many of you will remember the free ride our youngest imp took on the school bus when we were still very new here.  Well, while I know this may seem crazy considering the previous story, all of our children are now riding the bus—on purpose—these days.  
Our kids have always wanted to ride the school bus ever since they found out they existed.  A sentiment I could hardly understand having ridden many school buses in my life, but one we realized we would have to indulge as getting the kids and ourselves to and from school on time had increasingly become very difficult.
I have to admit that I was a little nervous about it all, until I actually sat on the “school” bus one day.  That was when I realized that our three children may be riding on one of the cushiest school buses I’ve ever laid eyes on.  Now, if any of you have ever ridden one of those canary Blue Bird specials like I did as a kid you’ll feel me here.  You remember the ones I’m talking about, right?  The hard plastic covered seats that you melt into in the summer, the press and slide half windows that let in more exhaust than air, the crowded conditions, the smell, the “how in the heck did I get gum on me in this seat???” (maybe that one was just me).  Anyway, our kids’ bus is more like a tour bus with upholstered seats and air conditioning and a very nice bus monitor who rides with them to make sure all goes well on the trip home (goodness knows that one would have been nice in my day), and our kids are picked up from and delivered to the front of our house—not too shabby.  All that to say, our kids at last are livin’ the dream—finally, they too, ride the bus.