I had successfully navigated one Kindergarten Valentine party, Littles in tow, with only a minimal amount of pouting. This was to be expected as nap time had been cut short for one and cut out altogether for the other. I could live with minimal pouting.
The final feat of the day involved collecting the three Big Kids from the daily schools-out chaos. I had one with me, although he wasn't sticking close. This bugged me.
I spotted the second at the door. One more kid to find and we could wind our way through the maze of elementary-sized students, cross the car pool line, load up the van and get home.
I kept corralling the ones I already had. Reminding them to stay close. Telling one to get out of the rock pile. Losing one, to find him again by the flag pole.
"Stay with me! As soon as she comes out we can go. It won't be long!"
Finally, out she came. It was time to go. Almost home free.
"Let's go, but stay with me," I commanded as we made our way through the crowd towards the car pool line.
Someone didn't listen, make that someones.
Off they ran without me followed by a teacher who was quick to reprimand, "Stay with your mom."
Almost instantaneously, another one stepped in a mud puddle and started to cry because he was wet. He refused to move one step further. He was in the middle of the car pool lane.
And for one brief, glorious second, we once again became "that family."
Harried mom, herding cats, I mean kids, across the car pool lane.
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