Commitment. A few times a week, Bossy and her other carpooling neighbors deliver the kids to school so they can participate in before-school activities, such as band and chorus.
It’s difficult to wake up in the dark, and worse to eat breakfast when you’re not even hungry — but the kids in the local public schools take pride in their schools’ music program, which enjoys a higher than average percentage of student involvement.
Bossy didn’t participate in much of anything growing up; it already felt like a hardship to take two subways to school, uphill both ways, in the icy cold of June and the blistering heat of February. So it warms Bossy’s heart that her daughter has inherited her commitment from her brother.
Which doesn’t stop Bossy from groaning in the chilly car on the way to school to drop off the assortment of kids. But then she watches her daughter cross the pedestrian bridge that leads to the middle school, and she is filled with pride. Or maybe that feeling is exhaustion.
I need a nap just reading about how early Bossy’s daughter wakes up.
That does look too dark to be awake…yawn…
Of course it must be exhaustion~
But one filled with pride!
I’m a night person, so getting up at 6 to get The Offspring to kindergarten was brutal for the first few weeks this fall. I’ve gotten used to getting up in the dark, though, and then I get to see the sun come up. This morning we watched the moon set on the drive to school. I try to remember to appreciate these things in between the gaping yawns….
I’m a total slacker, and I don’t know how good I’ve got it. My son doesn’t have to be at his kindergarten until 9, so we sleep until 7:30.
I, too, was a bit of a joining slacker growing up, so it is really important to me for my kids to do extracurricular stuff, even when it means I have to get up at 4:15 on Saturday morning to catch a school bus for a 3 hour drive to a Debate tournament. Ugh!
Awww, Boss–your a good mama for doing all that for her. I am usually at the ready, here..early also..coffee-check..slippers..check..bed head…check..morning breath..check..
embarassing my son with the hideousness of his lovely morning mother–
priceless.
Lisa
coastal nest
Now that is definately a Bridge to SOMEWHERE.
Good for her…good for you…good for bossys son for setting the goals.
I took band and choir in middle school and had to get up for the early bus 4 out of 5 mornings each week. Then 5 out of 5 when high school WAS the early bus. Once I hit college I vowed early mornings would be a thing of the past.
7AM is an early morning for me these days. And I am committed to that.
Kids remember how much their parents participated in their lives. They will mention it at our funeral.
You’re a good mommma Bossy. My daughter is in the color guard 2nd year high school band. Practice 3 hours a night 5 days a week. 8 hours on Sat. and than competitions Sat. night. I complain about the schedule all week and cry like a baby watching my daughter and her band mates fight their way to state finals every Sat. GO MARCHING BOBCATS!!!!
It does suck to take kids to school in the dark. What’s suckier is then having to drive to work when I really wanna drive back home and straight into my bedroom so I could just roll down the window and flop out onto my bed and go back to sleep. I did the before school activities, but not until high school when I had to drive myself. And the only reason I did that is because if you took a before school class you got to leave early. So in essence I traded in that hour I had to get up earlier for the three hour nap I could take after school before my mother got home and started blabbering about cleaning my room and doing homework.
P.S. Bossy has great kids.
HOORAY FOR BAND GEEKS!
I was an unrepentant band geek. My daughters show signs of that future. Striving is good. Embracing the arts is better. Go Bossy Daughter go!
That photograph is priceless.
On another matter, I was able to resuscitate yesterday’s READER, katydidnot, after some effective mouth-to-mouth and well-delivered breast, er, um, chest, yes, chest, chest compressions.
Well done.
xxxooo, Noah’s Mommy
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Thanks for the glimpse into your urban life. Mine’s so rural/semi-suburban. After homeschooling for five years, now the kids go to school on the bus. Quite a change. Thinking about going to school on the subway…hard to imagine. Never lived anywhere with a subway.
Oh bossy, this practically made me cry. Or maybe that’s just because I’m up early myself because of that “commitment” stuff.