Last night clothes were laid out, alarms were set, and lunches were packed. You know how I said I briefly (like for 2 seconds, and only in my head) considered making Lucy the morning mom? Before bed Carter came and gave me an extra hug and kiss:
“In case I don’t see you in the morning.”
Me: “Why would you not see me in the morning?”
Carter: “I thought you might sleep in.”
Mother of the Year here, people. Mother of the YEAR.
It’s here! The bus is a lot older than I expected from some of the other buses I’ve seen at the school. I wasn’t even sure it was the right bus until I saw some other kids wearing the same uniform shirts already on board.
The bus attendant is the woman behind Caleb in the abaya. She makes sure the kids are behaving themselves while the driver concentrates on driving. Josh had to remind Caleb this morning that the person driving the bus was not called the bus boy.
He may be in middle school, but he still stopped and smiled for the camera.
After the bus left, Josh and I finished eating breakfast and then headed over to school. I wasn’t worried about them, but this was my first day of school too and I didn’t want to miss it. I could have driven them today (like many of the parents do on the first day), but I wanted them to get all the newness and nervousness out of the way at once.
I don’t have a good picture of the school because every time I try and take one, the white building blends into the white desert sand — but it’s beautiful and new looking.
We first stopped by Caleb’s class. His teacher is on the right and Caleb’s head is peeking over the edge of the couch behind her.
The bell hadn’t even rung yet and he’s already got friends. (And he was thrilled to finally meet the real life Howie). The kid in the middle was reading a story to them.
Next we went by Carter’s class. I told him I wouldn’t embarrass him by waving, but in my super-spy way I snapped this picture from outside the door.
Then he looked up and saw me. Yes, yes, I’m leaving. School hasn’t even officially started yet. I left him a rial in his locker to make up for the fly-by. On certain days each week they have Dairy Queen blizzards so he’s going to want to have ice cream money on him at all times. Then Josh and I went by the cafeteria and ordered cappuccinos before walking upstairs to check out the middle school.
Aside from me walking into a wall in my care not to be seen by anyone in first period science, all was fine on the second floor. Calvin and his friend from next door were in class together and they looked like they were busy meeting everyone.
I knew they’d be fine, but it was fun to see it with my own eyes. One day down, many more to go . . .