This may not seem like a large accomplishment, but it certainly was. Mason was adament that he was not riding that bus. End of discussion. The first time we tried, everything was going great up until the bus actually pulled up. When I stepped toward the bus to introduce myself and Mason to the bus driver, he spun 180 degrees and sprinted back up the driveway before I knew what happened! We waited about a week before trying again, and he almost bolted at the last minute, but our sweet little neighbor Emma (a fellow Kindergartener) grabbed his hand and said "let's go, Mason." And he went!!! Ooooh, what a relief. . .Brody can sleep in instead of me dragging him out of his sweet slumber every morning, and I can
go back to sleep for a few hours totally get up and be super-productive right away!
I sure do love that bus!