Panic Stricken Momma

I was going about my day today cleaning and trying to get caught up on laundry. I knew it was about three-thirty  and I saw the car parked on the side of the road that picks up a couple of kids off the bus so I knew it was about time for the bus to come. I went about cleaning. I started vacuuming and my vacuum stopped working. I was so mad. I have only had the thing for a couple of weeks it hadn't better be broken! So I sit and try to get it to start working to no avail when I start thinking I should have seen Kale by now. I had unlocked the front door so he could get in. Maybe he just got distracted with something outside. I sent Darc to look, pretty confident that was the case. She comes back and says she can't see him. So I go look in the garage, not there. I look all around the house, not there. Well sometimes he doesn't even try the door and just rings the doorbell. Maybe I didn't hear the bell ring and he didn't try to come in through the garage and just headed to Grandma's house. I call Kalynn. She hasn't seen him, neither has Lloyd. My heart about pounded through my chest I was in a panic. He had to have gotten on the bus. His teacher is my cousin and if there was any reason he hadn't she for sure would have called me. So I call the bus garage. They ask what bus he rides. I have looked at the bus number numerous times but I can't remember so I give her the number that they had given me at the first of the year on a paper. They don't have a bus that number. She asks if it is possibly this number. I don't think so. So she asks me what the bus driver's name is. I tell her the name Kale uses which is only the first name and heaven knows if that is actually right. She repeats the first name and gives me a last name too. I have no idea! So I am feeling rather terrible that I don't pay enough attention to even know my sons bus number.(Note, a different bus picks him up for school so I should actually know two, both of which I know have 8's in them...hey its a start right?) She asks me my address. She says a different bus number and says Robbin. I know that is not the bus driver's name. There is no way Kale would have it that far off. She radios that bus. Not it. Finally his bus driver hears the call go out with Kale's name on it. And the lady on the phone tells me that he has him and will be on his way back in a few minutes. I let out a slight sigh of relief but then my mind starts wondering why in the world he didn't get dropped off. I am terrible, I am afraid that something bad is going to happen to my poor innocent son. Lloyd had come over while I was on the phone with the bus garage and we sat and waited and waited. It was driving us both crazy! After about ten minutes Lloyd says, "I can't stand this anymore I'm going to look for the bus." Finally after almost twenty minutes the bus shows up. I go out to find out what was going on and the driver says, "I heard the call go out and say 'That's my Kale'" The lady helper got up to see if he was on and sure enough there he was. They had somehow forgotten about him. I asked Kale what had happened and he said he thought the driver would stop but he didn't. I asked if he was scared and he said yes. Poor kid. I told him next time to stand up and say "Stop! I'm on here!" I feel so bad. I am so glad that he was just on the bus though. I was so worried that he had gotten off the bus and someone had come up and taken him and I had no idea who. I had to give him a big hug. He looked at me like I was a little crazy. I might be but I'm sure glad my boy got home safe.

You never thought someone could go on so long about such a simple short event did you?
PS. I wrote down the bus driver's name (Kale was right) and the bus number just in case something like this ever happens again.
PSS or is it PPS? Little miss handy dandy me got the vacuum working after Kale got home...just in case you were wondering. :)