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Tell me all about it, dear...
Anna - 2009-12-17 17:51:38
Aw babe - nightmares. Hold steady, the kid is cool, all will be well. Thanks for your lovely note - selfish, bah, bollocks. It works both ways, absolutely. Big HUGS {{{{{LA}}}}} xx
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terri t - 2009-12-17 19:38:57
A Mom's gotta do what a Mom's gotta do......it's all about making sure that he is safe....
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Stephanie - 2009-12-17 20:59:45
Wolf is lucky to have a mother like you.
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Pam L - 2009-12-17 21:22:20
Did I ever tell youmy horrow story of school buses? Picture this, first day at a new school for my 8yr old lodest son. When we signed him up for this school the spring before he was given a bus # along with the other necessary bus info. SO, morning of teh first day of school he trot off to the bus stop with the neighbor girl and half an hour or more trots back, no bus came. I drove to his very first day at a new school...late, so he got to walk in the classroom after everyone was there. Ever had that happen when you were little? Embarassment. SO, end of the day, after reminding him earlier which bus to get on, I'm waiting at home with my then one year old for the big brother to come walking up the street. Only he doesn't. I kept looking, because the bus had to drive by the end of our street to get to the bus stop 2 blocks down. No bus. After 15 minutes later than I expected him I called the school to confirm no kids left behind and was given the number of the bus dispatcher. I was told there was a new driver and they were trying to find out where the bus was. Half an hour later I'm on the phone again, no bus, no kid. 45 minutes later my kid comes walking up the street. Turns out they had changed the bus #'s over the summer, didn't think to tell us, and my kid got on the wrong bus, along with about 8 other kids, and dropped off at the school that was about a mile away where the after school program was. They told the driver this was not their stop but he/she didn't care and left. My 8 yr old son had watched which way the bus had gone and walked back up along a major road (50 mph/4 lanes) with no regular sidewalks all the way home. I was livid and let the school and the bus people know it, after I could let go of my son long enough.
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OrneryPest - 2009-12-18 11:30:40
I know the feeling. Our son is 27 years old and almost has his PhD degree and his mommy would still be hovering over him if she could.
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Bozo Joe - 2009-12-18 14:00:08
I've been there, Dear.
Many moons ago, SonnyeBoy and I went to the park. He had a new bike and it was a beautiful day. I told him to stay on the path and within sight, but kids will be kids.
Minutes later I'm sprinting down the path asking people coming the other way, "Have you seen a little boy with a tan jacket on a bike?" I'll never forget feeling like my guts had just fallen out. In my head, I'm screaming "NO! This CAN'T be happening!"
Of course, just then he comes flying back up the path grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"Hi Dad! I went FAR!"
I'm not particularly religious, but I said a million thank-you's that day.
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