About Me
- Missy
- Sunny Florida, United States
- I am the proud mom to 6 kids: Natasha, 24, Nikolai, 20, Reese, 20, Maylee, 14, Erik, 10 and Violet, 7. The kids come from Russia, Ukraine and China; I'm so proud of my family sometimes I think I'll burst and I needed an outlet for it - so I've created this weblog. :o)
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Saturday, January 30, 2010
5:34 AM | 
Posted by
Missy
I had to work yesterday afternoon. True, I got to drop Erik off at school in the morning and he seemed perfectly happy to be there (which was the true test - how he reacted when he had to go back!). He did show FAR more interest in my leaving however, than he did the previous day (having no clue that he would be left there all day) but he didn't get upset. I was pleased actually, that he was interested in my leaving as it shows a bit of attachment. :o)
Anyway, Mark was on "duty" in the afternoon when the bus came. I left strict instructions to get pictures of him getting off the bus, etc.
"You want me to get pictures?"
"Yes!"
"Of what?"
"Of him getting off the bus and stuff. I wish I could be there!"
Groan. Muttering to himself, "You and your pictures..." (Mark's NOT a picture guy.)
So after I knew that Erik would be home and everything and dying to know how his day was, I called.
"How's Erik??"
"He's fine."
"He's fine?"
"Yes, honey, he's fine."
"How was his day?"
"I don't know."
"Did you ask the bus driver how he did on the bus?"
"No. I didn't know you wanted me to."
"Oh. Well, did they say anything??"
"No. I didn't know I had to do all of these things."
"Well, it's his first bus ride and I was wondering if he was scared or anything."
"He's fine, honey, he's really tired, though. I DID get a picture for you like you wanted."
"Oh, good!! Is it a good one??"
"It's of him getting off the bus."
"Yay!!" (Big visions of him sitting in his bus seat, or coming down the steps being held by his bus aide come to mind.)
True enough, Erik was fine when I got home. No note from his teacher, though, to my disappointment. I eagerly dove into the picture file on my camera to look at what he took. Here is Erik on his very first day riding the bus:
I have it in good faith that that IS Erik in the picture and that IS our garbage can in the front, so I am quite sure of the authenticity of this photo.
...it's better than nothing.
Anyway, Mark was on "duty" in the afternoon when the bus came. I left strict instructions to get pictures of him getting off the bus, etc.
"You want me to get pictures?"
"Yes!"
"Of what?"
"Of him getting off the bus and stuff. I wish I could be there!"
Groan. Muttering to himself, "You and your pictures..." (Mark's NOT a picture guy.)
So after I knew that Erik would be home and everything and dying to know how his day was, I called.
"How's Erik??"
"He's fine."
"He's fine?"
"Yes, honey, he's fine."
"How was his day?"
"I don't know."
"Did you ask the bus driver how he did on the bus?"
"No. I didn't know you wanted me to."
"Oh. Well, did they say anything??"
"No. I didn't know I had to do all of these things."
"Well, it's his first bus ride and I was wondering if he was scared or anything."
"He's fine, honey, he's really tired, though. I DID get a picture for you like you wanted."
"Oh, good!! Is it a good one??"
"It's of him getting off the bus."
"Yay!!" (Big visions of him sitting in his bus seat, or coming down the steps being held by his bus aide come to mind.)
True enough, Erik was fine when I got home. No note from his teacher, though, to my disappointment. I eagerly dove into the picture file on my camera to look at what he took. Here is Erik on his very first day riding the bus:
I have it in good faith that that IS Erik in the picture and that IS our garbage can in the front, so I am quite sure of the authenticity of this photo....it's better than nothing.
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8 comments:
I know, but I'm a guy... AND - I need exact directions of what to say - etc... HEHE... I thought it was pretty good... Besides - I am doing good to get that one. I'll get one of him in his seat, posing as he scales down the stairway of the bus, as he poses for the neighbors, and as he blows kisses to the bus driver. LOL... Actually I'm very proud of my sweeties PICTURES, and although I'm NOT a picture guy - I am a proud husband...
I laughed so hard when I read your post. If my children only had pictures to rely on for my existence they would have never thought they had a mother. Every picture we have is of them and their dad because I was always behind the camera. Mark doesn't even know how to push the button. I have a few stories and pictures like you described. Thanks for my Saturday morning laugh.Rhonda
LOL- well, he DID get a picture like you asked. I'd give him an a for effort ;)
This was hilarious! The part about Mark I mean. :) He did get you a picture though! LOL! I can tell it's Erik by that beautiful head of blonde hair! Just tell your readers to click on the photo to enlarge it!:):)
Amy
You are SUCH a mom! What Mark said and did is exactly what Joe would have said and done! I guess that's the difference between men and women! Men just don't get it!
;o) Sorry Markee!!
Thanks for the funny post...I needed a laugh this morning, and this was hilarious!
Sorry was not sure where to post but i wanted to say thanks for viewing sam and andy. i love your blog and the path you have chosen to follow. Praise God!! i pray the Lord will bless you and your family.
All for His Glory
alisha
Okay...that is too funny! I love how much we mothers are all alike (and the dads too for that matter). I'm glad he is doing so well. Love you guys!
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