He Left Me

Keith and I sat down and made a list of pros and cons for this schooling situation. Our list easily swayed us to homeschool. Keith said he was 70% for homeschooling and 30% for the public school. I was more 51%/49%. We went to meet the teacher and pull him from class, and the next thing I knew Keith was committing to giving public school a try.

I spent all we last week getting last minute school supplies, TB tests, shot records, enrolled in the transportation office to ride the bus, and getting his bus card. This morning came and Cole woke up before the alarm. He was so excited. We had blueberry muffins and brushed our teeth. We tied our shoes and got our backpack. I even drilled him on his name, teacher's name, bus number, and apartment name. Then it was time to walk downstairs.


I can't stand the idea of him riding the bus. I got to thinking.... I can only recall THREE times his entire life that he wasn't driven in our van by family members. (with Hilary in Colorado when Brad was sick, with Erin in her van when we carpooled to Boise, and when we rode to Ft. Worth in Molly's van... and I was with him the last two) Sheltered much? Yes. Today I'm letting a stranger take him away without his car seat.




We got down there and the bus immediately pulled up. It's not like an American school bus. This is more like a charter bus. There's fancy big cushy seats and SEAT BELTS! He happily walked straight on and found a seat next to Joesph. He's a 2nd grader who we've met on the playground in the apartment complex. He was so happy. I was so sad.


He's been going to school for 3 years now. This shouldn't be that different, but it is. I miss him already. He's at school and tonight is their open house. We'll head back and I can check out the place that holds my baby for the greater part of the day.


These are the ladies that kept me from running down the road to make sure the bus didn't get hit as it made the right turn.