The part I'm dreading is the actual riding of a bus for a solid hour one way. I do realize it could be worse. We're making a trip in a couple of weeks that will be THREE hours one way. However, I didn't volunteer to ride the bus on that little trip. (Yes, I volunteered for this Saturday, mainly because I didn't want to drive down there by myself and none of my "band mom" buddies are going this time, AND they needed a chaperone.)
Now, one thing I'd really like to know is this: why do we get tickets for not putting our kids in all manner of safety seats/seat belts in our cars? Apparently, it's ok for them not to be belted in if there are 50 of them on a
Where was I? oh yes, the riding of the dreaded bus for an hour. My tailfeathers may be a
This doesn't even include the
Have I mentioned that my daughter's boyfriend is ALSO in band? And they like to sit together on the bus? Yeah. Luckily, I'm friends with SEVERAL other band moms whose children have "significant others" in the band. We are all pretty good at keeping an eye on each other's children. My spy network is vast. So even tho I'm the mom doing the spying this week, I have no doubt that my kid always has someone's eye on her.
Please don't get me wrong, I LOVE LOVE LOVE being involved in my daughter's life. (Much to her chagrin.) But this bus riding thing? Not so much.
Happy Tuesday!
Melissa
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