In the Car Line

On the days that I drop off the kids at school, our goal is that Nora is there early enough that she can walk, not run, into her school, which starts at 9:00. 

Aaron's preschool starts at 9:15, and he loves to be first in the car line.  The cars line up, and at 9:15 one of the teachers comes out, opens the car's back door, and the child hops out with lunch box and whatever else is needed that day.  Very efficient, the child walks into the school, the parent drives away, and the next car pulls up.  No tears, no hanging on.  The kids and the parents know the drill.

Once Nora is dropped off, Aaron enjoys one last video game, in an interactive kind of way, down the road and in the car line.  "Gran B, do you hear those monkeys?"  "Do you wish you had zombies in your room?"  "I never cleared that level before."  His fingers move and his month moves.

Come to think of it, last week at the tee ball game, Steph commented that Aaron might be too social to play first base.  Tee ball picture tomorrow.