Bus drama

Micah is in preschool.  This is the second day he has gone.  I am sitting in a very quiet house. Too quiet.  I know I will get to the point where I will enjoy my me time, but today I am sitting on my couch crying (only a little) because I miss my boy and girls.  I am trying not to get up and go eat all the fun size bags of cheetos in the pantry because I know it won't make me feel any better.  Why are cheetos so good?So I am  updating my blog.  I am also trying the whole vinegar/baking soda trick on my stinky mildew towels while I update my blog.  It seems that overnight they ALL have started to smell.  GROSS!  One thing I am looking forward to is that I get to have a lunch date with my amazing hubby today!

For those of you who haven't heard the bus drama story yet here it is.....The girls had asked on a couple of occasions if they could ride the bus.  I had been toying with the idea of letting them ride the bus home from school because lets be honest it just makes good sense.  They would get dropped off pretty much minutes before I would get home from picking them up.  Win win..I don't have to wait in the car line and they get to ride the bus.  It also helps that the little girl across the street was going to be riding the bus. The second week of school they would start riding the bus home.  I sent notes in their backpacks for their teachers, I called the school, and I reminded the girls about the change.  All was set.  Monday 3:45 I walk across the street to wait with my neighbor for the bus.  I've got Micah, the dog, and my camera.  I had big plans of documenting this moment.  Here comes the bus. Neighbor girl gets off the bus. Vail gets off the bus. I snap a picture and start making a big deal about her riding the bus....

My one picture that I took of the bus ride.

Oh wait...is she crying? Where is Katy? Vail(sobbing): Katy is gone! She is missing! Me: what are you talking about? Vail: she never got on the bus! I don't know what happened to her!

Me (in my head): Awesome. Of course this is happening.  I hate the bus. 

Me (to Vail): Its ok babe she probably forgot to get on the bus.  Its no big deal I will just go to the school and pick her up. Vail(tears immediately shut off): Can I stay here and play with Marhley? Me: Yes. ( I also abandoned my dog there too)

I immediately leave my house and drive to the school which is like 4 minutes from our house.  I was thinking that they forgot she was switching to the bus and she would be waiting on me at the school to pick her up.  Let me point out at this moment that I was physically shaking. I was on the verge of tears and trying not to panic.  I mean I didn't know where my child was.

Get to the school, go inside, and see the secretary.  I will say that the secretary at our school is VERY nice. In the next few moments I did actually want to punch her in the face. 

Me: My child did not get off the school bus.

Secretary: Did you get on the bus and make sure she wasn't on there?

Me: Ummm....no but my other daughter got off the bus and said she never got on the bus. (I am realizing she is probably not waiting on me at school and I start to cry.)

Secretary: Oh..no. (not what a mom wants to hear).  What is her name?

Me: Katy Ensor

Secretary: Oh she got on the bus because I had the list and I made sure she got on the bus. (still not making this mom feel any better.)

Me: Well I don't know what bus you put her on but it wasn't the right bus because she didn't get off the bus at my house!

At this point the secretary calls Katy's teacher, who I love very much, and they have a conversation about which bus Katy was on and where we live and oh they don't live there they live here. Then the secretary called transportation and told them that she thought Katy was on this certain bus so they called the bus and sure enough she was still on that bus.

Insert Hallelujah chorus here.

So Katy's teacher came to the office and she felt absolutely horrible. She is the same teacher that Vail had last year and apparently all last year she assumed we lived in a different subdivision. Instead of checking to make sure we did live in that subdivision she just went ahead and put Katy on the bus that goes to the WRONG subdivision.  I think she learned to maybe double check that kind of stuff next time.

They said it would take about 20 minutes for the bus to get back to the school with my Katy on it.  I am feeling better but now I am worried that she is scared. Everyone is falling all over themselves apologizing for what has happened. Lets face it....not ok people.

Bus pulls up. We go outside and Katy gets off the bus.  I could tell she hadn't been crying on the bus but when she saw me she started crying.  It was just a quiet sobbing.  Poor little girl.  I thought she may never ride the bus again. The principal promised her that the next day she would get to be her bus helper (whatever that is) and Katy eventually   liked that idea.  I however wanted something a little better like maybe free ice-cream for a week or a big giant chocolate cake for her mama and some diet coke.  That qualifies as pain and suffering right? After about 10 minutes she stopped crying and we were able to leave the school.  Moral of this story...Double check your subdivisions.

You may be asking yourself why didn't Vail or Marhley say anything about Katy not being on the bus. I have no idea.  My best guess is that it was just all so new that none of them really knew what to do.  I mean Katy was put on a bus by an adult she was told to obey. She must have assumed it was the right thing.  Maybe she thought Vail and Marhley had gotten on the wrong bus. Vail told me later that she was so scared when Katy wasn't on the bus so she may have been to scared to say anything.  I  don't know. I am just thankful we found her and that she got on the bus the next day.  Also I was very exhausted by the end of the day and considered never letting them out of my sights again.

BUS DRAMA #2

What there is another drama?! I am trying to make this the longest blog post ever. One of Vail's front teeth is extremely loose, but still not ready to come out yet. Tuesday I meet the bus and Vail comes off and starts talk/yelling at me :Mom! Mom!

Me (in my head): Oh my goodness why is there so much blood in her mouth! I mean her teeth were that yellow/orange color.  You guys are never riding this bus again!!

"What happened to your mouth?!"

Vail: I bonked my mouth on Katy's head. 

Me: What were you guys doing?

Katy: She was licking my face.

Me to Vail: life lesson.

Her tooth was barely hanging on. I tried to pull it but couldn't get it out.  Man those things bleed a lot.  Matthew had to pull it when he got home.

Stay tuned for Micah's first day of school and Vail's birthday (which was over a month ago :) )