Following our every morning routine this morning, at 7am two short buses roll down my street. I take the twins, and Charlie goes to swing on the porch swing, and Miles and I put on his back pack and walk down the driveway to meet the first bus.
What happens next is that I go BACK up the driveway and by the time I have Charlie and his backpack, Miles bus is pulled away and Charlie's bus is there.
Except this morning, I turned around....
and the swing was swinging....
without a Charlie on it.
I called him. Nothing.
Have I mentioned there are coyotes in our woods now? Have I mentioned it's DARK out when they get on the bus?
I called him again.
He came bounding out from behind the minivan laughing and hooting, he'd tricked me.