The Bus stop ritual

I don't like getting up at 6:30 a.m. to get Aidan ready for school. Rushing around crazy getting him showered and dressed, fed, signing all the papers that need to go back to the teacher that day, and a lunch made for him. Rushing out the door in hopes to make the bus. Then walking down around the corner in the cold and sometimes rain. Not fun. I hate doing this.

But then the bus stop ritual begins. It is the same every time. When the bus comes, Aidan takes my hand and walks me across the street to where the bus is. He stops. Turns and gives me a big hug and a kiss. He then gets on the bus and I go to the other side of the street (as told to do by Aidan) to give my last waves. For the next few minutes he waves four times then shows the I love you sign then waves again. He repeats this even until the bus pulls away giving his last desperate waves and I love you signs. I in turn am doing the exact thing back to him. I love this part of my day. I love it so much. It is always sad for me to have him go but this is our way of departing and letting each other know we love each other and we will miss each other while we are a part. I love it! So waking up early and rushing around is so worth it when I get to share this bus stop moment with Aidan.