Ashton and I stayed home while Ben took Jacob, Spencer and Emilee to Switzerland to snowboard after work on Thursday. Without a car we had quite a few adventures trying to figure out how to get to the places we needed to go. I looked up the bus route to see how to get Ashton to school and discovered that it would be three bus transfers and take an hour and a half. I was planning on just skipping school, but Ashton’s new friend Varun’s mom offered to take him. Ashton would not go in their car so she took both Ashton and me to school and then had to bring me back home. I was so embarrassed because driving out to our house added an extra half hour to her drive and then she had to do it again when she drove out to pick me up before picking up the boys from school. I was very grateful that she was willing to do this because Ashton had two very good days in a row at school and I didn’t want to give him an excuse to just miss school. He’d had a school break last week and starting back up on Monday was really hard. It took two teachers to pry screaming Ashton off of me. It was hard for me to leave him, but the big kids really need Ashton to be at school while they are at home doing online school. When I picked him up after school his teacher said that he cried most of the day. When I asked Ashton how he did, he said, “Today was a difficult day. Tomorrow will be better.” (Quote from one of our favorite books, Lilly’s Purple Purse.) The next day was better because he came home and said that he made a new friend from America named Varun (pronounced Va roon.) This was huge for Ashton because he was determined not to make any new friend because it would cause him too much pain when he had to move again in December. On Wednesday I was anxious to meet Varun from America. I thought Ashton probably misunderstood, but Ashton was right. Varun is from Seattle. His parents are from India. After Madhavi (pronounce Maude Vee) drove us home on Friday we they stayed for about an hour so Ashton and Varun could play. I’m glad Ashton made a friend because that means that I made a friend too.
After Madhavi and Varun left, we quickly ate dinner so we could catch the 5:00 bus to get to Activity Days at the church. I was made the new Activity Day’s leader our first Sunday in the ward. My plan was to take the bus to Kelli Gilstrap’s house and then she would drive us to the church when she dropped off her boys for YM. I needed to be to Kelli’s house by 6:15 so that we could get to the church by 6:30. I’ve only taken the bus here once before and it was easy because it was the same bus that Ben takes in the morning so I new where it would be dropping me off. To get to Kelli’s I needed to take a different bus than I had before and do a bus transfer. Ashton and I stood in the pouring rain waiting for our bus that was 10 minutes late. Ashton was soaked by the time we got on. Puddles are just too tempting. We rode the bus for 50 minutes and I could tell we were getting close to where we needed to get off, but when we pasted the stop I thought we would be getting off I went to the front of the and asked the driver. He said it was the next stop. The stop was quite a ways away from where I thought we would be going so I felt completely lost. I wasn’t sure were the other bus stop was. With the pouring rain, Ashton crying, and me trying to juggle the umbrella and my activity day supplies, by the time I figured it out I watched the #4 bus drive away before we could get there. By that time it was 6:15. I called Kelli to let her know I was completely lost and had missed my bus. It was too late for me to wait for the next #4 bus so Kelli said she would come and pick me up. The only problem was I had no idea where I was. Amazing Kelli figured it out and was able to pick us up. It was 7:05 by the time we got to the church so her boys had missed all of seminary. Activity days starts at 7:00 so I made it in time, but felt exhausted and out of sorts. I have been dreading driving to church, (up until now Ben has been driving the kids to YM and YW but now that we have a car I can drive, I will have to do it) but after this stressful bus adventure, driving the car doesn’t sound so bad.
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