Yucky Weather at the Bus Stop
So, did anyone else wait for the bus in horrifyingly strong winds and pelting rain?? (Or, have you?)
Phoebe and I walked out the door this morning and it was sprinkling (barely) and a little windy…I grab the umbrella, we walk to the end of the driveway.
Not even a minute later the winds pick up tremendously. It’s pelting rain and debris (leaves, sticks, dirt…) at us. I squat down with her to cover her with the (golf) umbrella better. We were next to her “bus tree” (the one that is the best distance from the road). We moved into the gateway up against it using it as a wind block. The wind shifted and started whipping up the drive and through the gate. We moved again, behind the fence and hedgey things we have growing there. The the rain REALLY started coming down.
We walk into the wind (it was really difficult, too) to peer down the road to see if the bus is coming. It’s not.
We turn back and RUN back to the house and jump in the car. I peel down the drive to the end where we wait a moment, still no bus (we have a mile view down the road), I back up at top speed tell Phoebe to watch for the bus and tear into the house to grab her raincoat (a huge one that was Alex’s a million years ago), run back to the car and peel back down the drive. She puts the coat on, backpack back on, just as the bus pulls up.
The wind was (still is, actually) so strong pelting stuff at us and howling oddly, Phoebe was frightened. At least she wasn’t all out scared and crying. I would not have been able to put her on the bus if that were the case.
I was hoping that this would hold off just a little longer… 8:52 a.m. and the kids would have been safely (and dryly) off the buses and inside the building. *sigh*
When I got back in the house, I was drenched.
How was your morning???







