We home school…
But sometimes, due to a series of appointments, our day consists of more “car school” than home school. Yesterday was one of those days. We had four appointments scheduled, but due to their proximity to each other (nowhere near each other) those four appointments took the majority of the day.
The night before our busy day I had all the kids pack school bags full of work to keep them busy. Grace and Rusty had especially full workloads with their school’s semester ending next week.
Thursday morning began with a 5:45 am wake up call. The kids had animal chores to do before we left. They had a new appreciation for hard-core farmers who are up before the sun, as they did their farm chores in the dark with temps hovering at 1 degree.
Our first appointment was at 7:30 am so we had to leave the house by 6:30 am.
Our first two appointments were for Rusty and Grace with Dr. G, their orthodontist. I was grateful that they had back to back appointments and that we didn’t have to hang around all day. It was Gracie’s official last appointment. She had a final retainer check and is now done with orthodontics for good. Yea! She was a bit sad about this chapter of her life closing. She loves Dr. G and his staff. She cashed in her final “chuck bucks” and picked her finals prizes.As we waited on Rusty I looked over to see Ozzie fast asleep in the chair. I guess the pre- 6:30 wake up was just too much for him. 🙂
We were done at the office by 9:30 and drove an hour south to drop off the big kids to do school at home before we ran to our other appointments ranging from 1 to 2 hours away in a variety of directions.
As much as I hate “running” sort of days, I am grateful for them. I am grateful for doctors and dentists who keep us well. I grateful for the post-adoption support sessions and the therapist who works with my boys. I am grateful for the safe weather we had to travel in and a car with a working heater. I am grateful for time spent with my children, flexible schedules, GPS, and forgiving Pittsburgh drivers. But on “car schooling” days the thing I am probably most grateful for is “Backseat Banter.”
Backseat Banter is one of those parenting perks they don’t tell you about prior to having kids, but it is the best. I love listening in as my kids converse in a conversation that doesn’t involve me. Listening in always makes me smile and often makes me laugh. This was the stream of conversation yesterday…
Tyler: “Konnichiwa, Ozzie.”
Ozzie: “Konnichiwa, Tyler.”
Tyler: “Do you even know what you are even saying?”
Tyler: “Prove it. What does it mean?”
Ozzie: “It is Japanese for ‘fried chicken in a pan'”
At this point I watched Tyler in the rearview mirror as he rolled his eyes in exasperation.
Tyler: “No! It is Spanish for ‘hello'”
Their argument was cut short when the song, “I can’t fight this feeling anymore,” came on the radio.
Ozzie: “Oooo…this is my jam!”
Tyler: “I love this song!”
Ozzie: “This is going to be the love song at my wedding.”
Tyler nodded approvingly: “Good choice. Ok, now you sing and I’ll dance.”
And so there we were, traveling through Pittsburgh city traffic, while my two adoption blessings sang an enthusiastic, off-key rendition of Ozzie’s jam while Tyler accompanied him with some impressive interpretive dance moves.
I love backseat banter, don’t you?! 🙂
And being a mom is pretty cool too…