My boys go to two different charter schools in our valley. I carpool with two other families to the schools. The two other amazing moms take turns taking the kids to school and I rotate with one of them on picking up the kids. We take another teenage boy and two sisters, one is twelve and the other is ten. Throwing the girls in has been really fun this year.
We have had some fun and interesting conversations. It is funny that the kids can remember things from a year or so ago. One time we saw a black fluffy dog and a white fluffy dog running down the middle of the road.
I pretended I was the voices for the dogs. “Run, Kiki! We are finally free!” said the white one.
“Yes, Fifi, we are! Run! Run like the wind!”
Then I sang the words to “Born Free.”
Then their owner came chasing after them. It was pretty funny to see him try to catch up.
One the same street, someone posted a weird cardboard stand-up by the telephone pole with the words “Slow down” next to it. The cardboard stand up was of a cartoon woman wearing a white robe. My son named it Veronica and we called it his girlfriend.
I am sad to report she isn’t there anymore. The other teenagers started a conspiracy saying my son might be responsible for her disappearance. No comment.
Finally, the kids have come up with this game whenever we see a certain color of car, they do something different to each other. It can get violent. Luckily, they leave me as the drive alone!
- Orange car-hit your neighbor
- Green car-tickle your neighbor
- Purple car- hug neighbor (contributed by the ten year old girl of course)
- Yellow bus- hit your neighbor
- Hot pink car=death for everyone
I am glad we haven’t seen any hot pink cars!