tis' the season.

yesterday i was crazy enough to ride my mom's bus route with her.

every time it is an adventure.

yesterday was the last day of school before Thanksgiving break began. as you can imagine - children were rowdy and excited that once the bus took off for home - they wouldn't be back until Monday morning. i remember that same anxiety of school-less days ahead.

this is a small glimpse of the Pilgrims and Indians i rode alongside of yesterday.

fully dressed with large buckled hats and feathered head dresses.

having one bigger person in the front seat apparently grants permission for everyone to yell at the same time. everyone with a different story to share. all desiring to be heard.

i spent time listening to Summer read to me.
Taylor sang me a song.

many questions were asked:
'what bus stop are you getting off at?'
'where do you think Kerri puts the bus when there are no kids on it?'

and some of the things they said made me do nothing but laugh:


'we had a feast today. i was an Indian. we made vest. mine is really fun. and it's REALLY comfortable. [Summer drags an over sized paper sack cut into vest form out of her book bag]

'did you know that my pancho is made in Mexico? then they gave them to wal-mart so my mom could buy it.'

'KERRI - these boys are smashing cars and being ridiculous. boys are pathetic! tell them to stop!'

'i can spell santa. do you want to hear me?'


i think i'll be a teacher.