I was so thrilled to see that big yellow bus pull up this morning, I could have run out and planted one on the craggy old (but nice) bus driver. Thank you, thank you for taking my eldest child!

Then Davey’s bus pulled into the driveway. We were playing outside for a few minutes because he was dying to go out, and as soon as he saw the bus (it’s a van), he collapsed and started wailing. I hefted him up, plopped him in his seat, and waved a cheery goodbye. If I didn’t know he loved school so much, I would have felt guilty. Besides, he was smiling and blowing me kisses by the time they pulled away.

Ahhhh. Another week-long school vacation, survived.