Popsicle Ty

Today it was obvious to Eileen the bus driver that I'm not usually in charge of getting the kids off to school. Really I'm usually still at work at this point and even when I'm home I'm not up. Today the bus came. S3 was down practicing grinds on the sidewalk so he wasn't ready. G's fingernail polish was still wet so she couldn't carry any of her things and Ty, well, Ty was doing what Ty does best. Hiding.

The bus pulled up and we did the frantic "BUS!" scramble but still Ty did not show up. I was running around the house yelling, "Ty! Ty!" until finally he came running down the stairs, grabbed his lunch and bag and started running down the front step to the bus.

With no jacket.

In 36° weather.

I yelled at him to get his jacket and also in typical Ty fashion, he started his lovely screechy whine, "But I don't know where it iiiiiiiisssssss......" I hunted for it until I saw Eileen closing the bus doors and I told him he was just going to have to go.

Recess is not going to be fun today for Popsicle Ty.