You see, our school district does not have a bus system for all students, only for the ones that live over 2 miles from school so most of the kids are either dropped off by their parents or walk to school and when the weather is colder or rainy, the drop off line is quite longer. Although we live far enough away Maxwell could ride the bus and being our 3rd kid you would think that’s what I would choose to do and not have to deal with that dreadful morning drop off…..nonetheless, there’s something about Maxwell that makes me a bit more protective, so unless I physically see him walk into that school, I would worry the entire day. In fact, if he rode the bus, I’d probably call the school each day to make sure he made it safely and would even request someone go check his classroom to be sure he was there….well, not probably, I would actually do that! LOL Either that or I would follow the bus to the school! I could only imagine the nickname the staff would give me! Ha!
Our typical morning once arriving at school, we wait in the drop off line. We are usually barely on time however, the past few weeks this Momma has been on the top of her game! Lunch packed and backpack cleaned out the night before, waking up early to snuggle my little guy until the alarm goes off, shower while Maxwell gets dressed and Daddy prepares his breakfast, by then I’m dressed and we’re out the door! Quite the productive feeling I must say!
Today was a typical day; we arrived at school a few minutes before the kids are actually supposed to. I pull up to the front of the school, it usually takes a minute of two for him to grab his backpack, lunch and give me a smooch, but today, Maxwell being his social and excited self opens the door, jumps out of the car and is at the front door of the school before I even realize what just happened! So what do I do in a moment of near panic (because I have parents beginning to line up behind me and their in a hurry I’m sure)….I lay on the horn which seemed to echo in the nearly empty school parking lot! It’s the only thing I could think to do before he entered the school…..the Dad at the door holding it open for the kids stopped him for me because…..do you really think my horn captured his attention even just a little bit? HeLL NO! I roll my window down and once I had his attention I called out to him to let him know he left everything in the car…..his backpack AND lunch box. I seriously want to know what he was thinking or why the sudden excitement! Meanwhile, the cars are beginning to pile up behind me, luckily, he runs (not walks as usual….slow and on his own time) back to the car, grabs his bags AND I was sure to get my smooch for the day this time….and he was off and back through the school doors before I glanced back up after placing the car in drive.
As I pull away, the thought of the sound of my horn blaring is reminding me of the other parents, their hectic mornings and how I’d sometimes get a chuckle and a sense of relief knowing that we’ve all been there, we’re not perfect and it’s not just me….There’s No Judgments Here! But it IS fun to laugh at ourselves once in a while and stop taking ourselves so seriously!