The Wheels on the Bus

This is Caleb's school bus coming down the road to drop him off. He started preschool back in February, and I had my doubts about whether or not he would actually get on the bus. We signed him up to ride the bus a few weeks after he started school, and each time the bus would come by to pick him up, he wanted nothing to do with it. The bright idea came to me, hey, I'll ride with him! I rode the bus to and from school with him for two days. Then we told him we'd take him to McDonald's for lunch as soon as he rode all by himself, and the next day my baby boarded the bus and drove off without me.

I totally bawled on Glen's shoulder after the bus rode away.

But now Caleb loves it, and it sure beats driving him to and from school every day!

Grace always waves very enthusiastically at the bus as it pulls up to drop him off.

(She also insists on dressing herself most mornings, and she's not much for color coordination)

Here he is, getting off the bus in his raggedy old jeans (he'd wear these pants every day if I let him)