August 10, 2005
Just Before... Wait... Wait...
Ok.
Is there nothing worse to you than your child crying and you are not able to comfort her. I mean really. There is NOTHING I can think of. Not. One. Thing.
Zoe was excited to meet her new teacher. She was excited about packing her backpack and her lunch. She was excited about eating the extra special breakfast I made for her. She was excited about wearing new clothes and getting dressed. She made me fix her hair in all its cuteness. She even sprayed "perfume" (aka kiwi cucumber body spray). She was excited and rushed me around all morning. "Get in the car Mommy, we are going to MISS THE SCHOOL BUS TO MY ELEMENTILIARY SCHOOL!!!" (yeah, she says it just like that.)
See? The excited child? See?
Except....
Said excited child bawled her head off the second she saw the school bus. "Momeeeeeeee, I want you to drive me to my school. I don't want to get on the bus."
Ten excited kids all hopped right on the bus, and my little pig-tailed sweetness would not get on that bus for one second. Cars lined up to get out of the apartment complex. Impatient drivers gave me eat doo doo looks. But I couldn't pry her little hands off my upper thigh. The bus driver (who looked mean; no wonder she was scared), said that Zoe could sit in the front to see where we were going. The neighbor girl offered to let Zoe sit next to her. Finally, about five minutes later, I literally had to sort of shove her up the stairs on the bus where she sat in the front seat.
Then the bus drove off with my heart dragging from the tailpipe.
Please, God. Let Zoe have a wonderful day. Please. Because I loved school and can't do this for the next 12 years.