The Bus

Today I read to Gillian's class. Since I was leaving work early, I wrote notes for both kids to take the bus home instead of going to Time Plus. I can see Newman Springs Road from my front window. So I sat in the window while waiting for John's bus. I saw the traffic start to slow down and I headed to the bus stop. As I got there I saw John's bus. The driver slowed down but never turned on the lights. And he didn't get off the bus. I thought I heard one of the kids shout to me "He didn't get on the bus!" Now I'm beginning to worry. Maybe he got on the wrong bus. Maybe he went to Time Plus. Gillian's bus arrived and we went home. I told her to keep her shoes on because we were going to have to get John. She was confused "Why didn't he take the bus?" My thoughts exactly Gilly. 

I sat in the window hoping John would just miraculously arrive. I called Time Plus, but no one answered. So I got Gillian in the car and we drove to John's school. And there he was. Sitting at the tables with the other kids. I tell the teacher that he was supposed to take the bus home. She was surprised and said "What does the sign out sheet say?" Right next to his name it said Bus. John kept apologizing. He said "I forgot." I'm not mad at him. Something went wrong, he forgot to go to the bus, the Time Plus teacher didn't realize it when she took attendance, and it resulted in 20 long minutes I thought my little boy was lost. So scary.