I thought this day would never come!!!! And I suspect that ZBoy didn't think so either.
Last night, we all went to bed early with alarms set for 6am. I got up, but let Z sleep another 20 minutes. He bounded out of bed, put on his clothes, made his bed and was downstairs ready for breakfast at 6:40.
Oatmeal, juice, pack the backpack, watch a little TV while I read the paper, shower and get ready for work myself. And 20 minutes early, we head for the bus stop.
But he had to wait.
And wait some more...
After 30 minutes, I was getting concerned. The pick up time at the bus stop really left no room for being late without making the kids all late for school. So I put Z-boy back in the car and drove him myself.
Darling man and I took off from work early to meet the bus after school. We walked to the bus stop 20 minutes early. We had this same bus and driver (different school) last year and knew that she usually got the kids to the stop earlier than announced because some kids opted to not ride (fewer stops). So we waited. And waited. Neither one of us had thought to bring a watch or a phone, so DM walked back to the house to get my phone, then walked back (I was still waiting). The bus still didn't come. Ten more minutes and we were getting worried. FINALLY, it came chugging up the hill. When MrsG opened the door to let ZBoy off, she fanned herself and told us that there were a lot of kids who didn't know what bus to get on - and sorting them out took a while. I know this process will shorten up a lot in the next couple of weeks, so I'm not going to worry about it. I'm just glad I got my boy back safe and sound...