Howdy to whoever is reading this, and If no one is then Howdy To my pal Casper! Speaking about Casper I'll fill you on that in a few minutes. But back to my Blog title for today...
I work with special needs kids on a school bus,(for those who didn't know)Its an amazing and rewarding job.
and quite hair pulling at times. But today I got to see my first route of kids and boy was I excited...we started off( we=sub driver and I) about 20 minutes late, Its all about time btw, 5 minutes late throws the whole route off! So you can imagine about 20! Our first Angel we picked up was very calm and okay with the lateness(dont think the child knew how late we were though lol) by the 4rth student we were hearing BUS @@@, whats the ETA to students "john Bob" house? Sub driver and I look at each other and just laughed! Hellooooooooooo how the heck do we know? it depends on these kids being quick on the bus or even call to let us know they are coming(parents call not kids just fyi) But we got in control and the sub was quite polite(: We were just 30 minutes late to the jr high.
No biggy right? Yes that was a hair pulling time! I hate being late, and when we cant help it and we were late to each childs house for bus route,Not even having time for a tinkle break that can be chaotic!
Yes I did make a note to self not to drink a bottle of water when running late!! Anyway we made back to the bus barn by lets say 850am,
Should of been 820 ish Butin all it was a nice moment and I enjoyed my "old babies" I got to hear about spongebob, power rangers and even i think Nemo was thrown in there. I get all my education about kids shows while im on the short bus,You should try it sometime! Sooo that was my morning...
Ok its 1040am and its almost time for my midday(picking up ppcd kids and taking them home to their waiting parents/caregivers) I do the normal bathroom run, drink a bit of water(no water bottle this time...see i learn!) I retie my below knee length shorts for the 40th time,make sure my laces in shoes are tied tightly and grab my phone off the charger...Away we go about 1059(yes on the dot woohoo) All is running smoothly after we grab 6 of the 7 kids from the school we start our route! Im seeing the "new boo boos"
pretend and real ones do my ohhhh owwie "johnny/Janie" Im so sorry(which I am of course) buckle them in the
dang weird built in car seats and off we go! I hear Janie number 2 coughing up a lung, Im like "oh janie remember to cover mouth.
Like this 3 year old understands what this means Yet she says sooo angelicly ok and gives me a smile with a nose running quite bad, I hand her a napkin(buses dont have kleenex sorry folks) and try to tell her how to blow her nose
by doing my stuffy nose a great blow! She just wipes boogies on her cheek and grins, of course I saw good job Janie...
as I try not to freak, No I didnt freak then...
So we drop of 3 kids...a block from her drop off..I hear for the 1000 time a cough mixed with a gagging sound? oh ya she puked...poor thing...However I cant handle vomit much...
thank goodness since i was a swimmer i could breath by not using my nose! (even if it was just elem. years, team swimming that is) Anyway I search the bus for gloves...I did the if i just double the napkins would that keep me from touching the yuck?So long story a bit shorter, my sweet driver took it(literally) in his hands and clean the sweet adorable child up and took her to the caregiver...She still had a smile on her face...
So sweet and angelic like hey its a normal thing for her SO That was my midday! I still find the time to smile and not pull my hair
as much.!
Sadley to say my afternoon run was quite boring, Did learn that there's a lot more more power rangers then when i was a tween! Now To My casper story....Casper was my imaginary friend aka the dude I blamed when I did naughty things...hole in my wall,
from me doing a summer sualt on my bed at age 5, my mama asked how did that happen, I being very angelic said "oh mama it was Casper, He asked me not to tell you but i cant "Lie"...The whole time im thinking...I dont want a sore bum so plz believe me mama...she did!(years later she informed me she knew the truth because she watched me do it, however loved the casper blame and didnt call me on the carpet, she probably knew she could tan my hide for both things later when i got in trouble again lol) Anyway it wasent that big of story but was kinda comical, and we still blame casper!
This is a pix i found on the internet...Kinda cool and If you like tattoos(I dont have one) might be cool to get one like this(you not me)
Hugs and have a blessed evening!
Love Meg and Tilly Mae
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