Addie came home from her first day of Kindergarten in an unmarked police car.
Escorted by a detective with a gun and badge.
No part of that is a lie.
You see, Addie was supposed to ride the bus home after school. The bus came to the top of our street, the doors opened, the kids poured out, the doors closed and the bus drove away.
I wasn’t even sure what to do.
So I told my neighbor “Soooo…the bus didn’t bring my kid home.”
She quickly turned to her husband (a detective) and said “GO! AFTER THE BUS! ADDIE IS ON IT!”
So he took off in his unmarked car.
I wasn’t even sure if Addie was on the bus or not.
The bus stopped again at the other corner, still no Addie.
The bus continued around the corner, so did the police car.
We stood on the corner.
Finally the car came back around the corner and into the driveway with one curly headed Kindergartener in the back.
One oblivious curly headed Kindergartener.
She was talking to her friend and FORGOT TO GET OFF THE BUS.
Which in mom speak translates into “ALMOST KILLED HER MOM DEAD.”
Other than that? Addie thinks Kindergarten is the bee’s knees.
I however may be dead by grade one.
(photo by Kim Orlandini)