Friday, September 26, 2008

Ahhh, the Bus Stop





The Bus Stop. It brings back a lot of memories. I can remember days at the bus stop with Jason down on Peach tree Ave. There was this tree that would shed some pine cone type things and we'd play baseball in the street until the bus would come. The greatest days were when the bus wouldn't show up for an hour or more. It was always great walking into school really late - OR EVEN BETTER was when there was a substitute bus driver that didn't know the route. This one time the sub. driver was counting on us to tell them where to go, and we took her to places we or her had never seen. We just kept saying, "Yeah, go left. Another left. Now go for like 10 minutes." It was great.
So Chauntel thought it would be so great if the kids would ride the bus that comes just down the street to school so she wouldn't have to take them anymore. Isaac was down with it from the get go. Chauntel took him the bus stop, he just hopped on without looking back. Kayla, no way. So after a few days of Isaac telling Kayla how cool it was riding the bus, she finally said she would. So the first few pictures are of us excited at the bus stop. Kayla was all smiles and excited too. Then the bus came. Isaac, the man of all men, just hopped on. Kayla clung to Chauntel like Uncle Mike to a grilled cheese. (Either Uncle Mike) So in an effort to not let this opportunity pass, I grabbed Kayla's little hand and gently persuaded her to get on the bus all the while she was pulling away telling me "NO! NO!". I got her on and she found Isaac and dove into his seat with him. The bus was full of kids and some were asking if this was her first time on the bus. I told them that it was and that everyone should say "Welcome Makayla" and in unison they all welcomed her. It was great. The joys of the bus will now be passed on to my kids. The days ahead of rude jokes, learning things that they never would have at home, hearing words that are only on the movies; wait a minute. I'll probably regret this day when at the dinner table I hear "Is #%!@ a bad word?" (Melissa)

6 comments:

Dusty and Amy said...

HA HA HA HA I remember all kinds of things about the bus some good and LOTS bad! Like getting kicked off the bus and suspended in second grade along with Melissa and Mike for fighting; or rather encouraging Melissa to kick some trash. I learned how to make a fireball on a bus. I learned a whole new vocabulary of words. Oh yeah and the time where Mike started a fight for me on the way home with Angela Holmes. We were all walking home and Mike was like, "What did you say about her Amy? Aw. That was wrong. OHHHHHH. Did you hear what she said about you?" And I didn't even say anything...that was my first fight.

Good times.....

Anonymous said...

Good job Makayla!!! Love, Grandma

The Mach's said...

Gotta LOVE the bus, but wasn't yours a little "shorter" Jeremy??? We stole your blog address from Dara's blog, so welcome or not here we are! LOVE, all the pics of the kiddos, I can't believe how big they've all gotten. It just reminds me how long it's been since we've seen you guys last. Miss ya'll! check us out themachfam.blogspot.com

Niki Carter said...

Yeah for Makayla! Yeah for Chauntel!!

Melinda said...

Tommy is a pro at riding the bus and Anna is SO jealous that he gets to ride everyday (he's in special programs). We live too close to the school for Anna to get bus service. I remember the good 'ol days of riding the bus to school. Gotta love the education you get on those things! Cute post!

Heidi said...

Lucky kids to be able to ride the bus. We live too close so mine get to walk. But that's a pretty fun thing to be able to ride the bus and get a whole new kind of education. Enjoy!!!
Josh and Heidi