The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round

We made it through the tour of the classrooms without incident. (By without incident I mean no tears or crying. By we, I mean Aidan and me - as the odds of Chris crying or tearing up at kindergarten orientation are slim to none.)

We made it through the chatting with the teachers and the walk around the school. Aidan made it through the bus safety video, while I, um, well, had to choke back tears maybe once or twice. I have no idea what exactly in the bus safety video from circa 1983 set me off, but I had to pinch myself to keep the tears from flowing. I must have been doing a pretty bad job of hiding the emotional rollercoaster though, because Chris caught a glimpse of my face and actually asked if I was okay. Me, okay? Sure - please, it's a safety video. (Blink back tears, pinch leg, try to smile.)

After the video, the teachers asked the kiddies to line up next to the door for the bus ride. Aidan started to get in line, looked behind him and realized I wasn't joining him in the line, and it all sort of went downhill from there. He may have clutched my leg, cried a bit, maybe even engaged in some screaming. I froze up with a polite embarrassed smile on my face while every other mother watched their child walk in a single file line with excitement to get on the bus ride. Mr. Bus Driver took pity on me and invited me along on the bus ride with the kiddies. Thankfully, there was another mother with a hysterical child who got to enjoy the bus ride with me. Otherwise, it was us, the bus driver and approximately thirty kindergarteners out for a spring drive around town.

And the wheels on the bus go round and round...