The newly 6 year old, R, is on his second field trip today. Unfortunately the weather is cloudy, foggy and drizzly for his strawberry picking expedition, but he was excited to go nonetheless. I, on the other hand, am a nervous wreck.
It's bad enough they have to take a school bus about 1/2 hour away, but the roads are wet and it's foggy out. I'm not a fan of school buses, and on days like today, I'm a downright protester.
But I couldn't keep him home when it was something he's been waiting to do for a month. He likes riding the bus. He's six, and he doesn't watch the news or read the paper. School bus accidents are horrible and terrifying. How can you say that to a child who loves to go on field trips at least once every school year?
As a parent, there are so many things you learn to not say in front of your children. Expressing your fears must be curbed as well. Impressionable little ones could be scarred for life due to your quirks and anxieties.
This parenting stuff is hard core. It's not for the faint-hearted. How much longer until that bus pulls back up to the school doors?
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