I put Harry on the school bus this morning.
It’s a big step we’ve been wanting to try for a while. With the baby coming in March, we knew he’d have to start taking the bus. I make it work, driving him to school and whatnot with Liam but with another baby? Especially in the early months? Probably not as doable. My sanity is important here, people. 😉 My mom has been trying to get me to put Harry on the bus for a while now. Recently, she told me that she felt I should have him on the bus by winter, because she didn’t like the thought of me slipping and sliding down the hill to school in my van on icy roads. Not in my “precious condition”, at least.
Harry has wanted to ride the bus. It picks up and drops off just down at the bottom of our cul-de-sac, there are kids in his class who ride the same bus and plus, it seems like fun. You know, especially if you haven’t done it before. So we bit the bullet. I walked down to the bus stop with him this morning (Liam in his stroller, bundled up against the spitting rain and cold, November air) and waited until the bus came. Then I introduced Harry to the driver and got an emergency contact sheet to fill out and turn back in tomorrow. Harry was way excited, I could tell by his body language. Kids already on the bus recognized him and called out, “Harry! It’s Harry! Hi, Harry!” as he climbed aboard. He sat by a window and smiled and waved at me as the bus pulled away.
I walked back home with a huge smile on my face, knowing we’d made an important move here. It’s sad, in a way, because it just means he’s getting older and more independent. It’s hard to sever those ties, you know? But I’m happy too because it’s my job as a mom to make sure he’s an independent person as he grows up. And today, he found a huge chunk of independence. And here in a few minutes, we’re going to walk down to the corner and wait for the bus to pull up. I can’t wait to hear how it all went.