So months pass, and Barry's decision to ride his bike to school makes one of my wishes come true. Now that I'm driving back and forth to two schools rather than three (no bus service), I actually have more time for myself, mornings and late afternoons. And as every working mom knows, free time is scarce, and we covet that which we don't have..
Why three schools, no bus service?
Scott is in the same private school attended by his brothers when they were young.
Steven attends public school, out of district, so the school bus does not service our neighborhood.
Barry's high school is processing through many districting changes, no public buses near our home.
Anyway, Barry is happy with his newfound independence.
And it's good that I'm working to adjust my mindset toward accepting my son riding his bike beyond parental control 'neath a dark sky, because in the blink of an eye, my adjustment will need to expand toward accepting my child, driving off in the dark of night on his own! I mean for goodness sake! Wasn't that child just born! Where has the time gone?
Whew! Let's pause for a sec, because I'm getting ahead of myself. So, we'd best throw this time machine into reverse and step back into Barry's bike riding days, where a broken rule is waiting to pop up in the wash ... :)
Why three schools, no bus service?
Scott is in the same private school attended by his brothers when they were young.
Steven attends public school, out of district, so the school bus does not service our neighborhood.
Barry's high school is processing through many districting changes, no public buses near our home.
Anyway, Barry is happy with his newfound independence.
And it's good that I'm working to adjust my mindset toward accepting my son riding his bike beyond parental control 'neath a dark sky, because in the blink of an eye, my adjustment will need to expand toward accepting my child, driving off in the dark of night on his own! I mean for goodness sake! Wasn't that child just born! Where has the time gone?
Whew! Let's pause for a sec, because I'm getting ahead of myself. So, we'd best throw this time machine into reverse and step back into Barry's bike riding days, where a broken rule is waiting to pop up in the wash ... :)
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