Colby Ditches School

Our routine this year for picking up the boys from school has been very hectic. They both get out at different times and their schools are just far enough apart that one has to stand around and wait for a few minutes while the other one is being picked up. It was so much easier when they were both at Mable Barron but Colby loves Sierra so much that I wouldn't want him to be anywhere else this year.

So on Mondays, I pick up both the boys and take them home. Ryan takes (most) Saturdays off and Lucas takes Mondays off, so Ryan has to stick around at the store that day. Mondays around here are early release days, the students get out one hour earlier that day so the teachers can have meetings, plan their schedules, etc. This is in lieu of taking a whole day off for Teacher Prep. Days. The rest of the week is crazy with the pickup schedule, so I won't bore you with that.

This last Monday rolls around and it's my day to get the boys. Taylor gets out at 1:30 and Colby gets out at 1:50. Naturally I pick up Taylor first and then head on over to get Colby. Taylor and I are bee-boppin' along talking about our day when we round the corner to Colby's school and he's standing on the corner. He throws his hands in the air like, "where the heck have you been!", while my mind is confused and trying to figure out what day it is and what time I was supposed to get Colby. Colby gets in the car and says, "Mom, where were you? I have been worried that you forgot to pick me up". I said, "Colby don't you get out at 1:50 on Mondays?". He replies, "No, 1:35". I said. "I could swear that it was 1:50", and Taylor chimes in and says, "Yeah, on Mondays I get out at 1:30 and Colby you get out at 1:50". As soon as Taylor said that, I could see Colby in my rear view mirror and could see the little lightbulb go off over his heard. He said, "Crap, I skipped my last class! Mom can you drive me to the school?" So I hurry to the school, by this time it's 1:42 and he runs across the campus with his backpack bouncing on his back. Taylor rolls down the window and yells, "Run, Forest!".

We have had a lot of fun teasing Colby about this little incident, Taylor especially. He's always so scheduled and knows exactly where he needs to be next. I was worried that he might be upset when he came back to the car, but he said that his teacher told him that it was no big deal, another student had done the same thing last week, and she understood that they were still trying to adjust to their Monday schedule (because it's a whacky schedule at the middle school on Mondays).

I think next Monday I'll stick some sort of embarrassing note in his lunch box to remind him that he gets out at 1:50. Either that or ask the principal to announce it over the PA system.