As I write this, I'm sitting in the carpool line at Kobe's school...waiting to pick him up. Since he started elementary school four years ago I have found myself sitting in this same line many times. Every day he is in school to be exact. I never really envisioned myself sitting in a carpool line waiting to pick up my kids but it's become a part of my life and something I have to do every day of the week. Most of the time I enjoy the 30 - 45 minutes as I sit in the long line waiting for the cars to move. Some days it's the only time I don't really have to do anything. Doing Nothing is something I don't do well though, so usually I have a plan as to what I'm going to get done during this down time.
I spend this time balancing my checkbook, reading, catching up on phone calls, planning a blog post, journaling, praying, doing work that I didn't finish at the office and chatting with Kyler when he is with me and even people watching sometimes.
I've seen a lot while I've been waiting in that line. I've noticed the seasons changing approximately 16 times while I've been in the car. Like now, I can see the buds on the trees and green grass popping up in the school yard. I've seen storms coming over the horizon and know that we'd better hurry home once Kobe jumps in the car. I see the same people park their car and walk up and pick up their kids every day. Some of these people haven't changed in appearance in four years and others have changed considerably whether it's hair color and style, body weight or even the number of children they have tagging along with them as they walk up to the school. It's fun to watch Mom's who are pregnant most of the year and then seeing them pushing their newborn baby in the stroller and to return the next year and see those same Moms pregnant again. I don't know their stories...it's a big school...but it's interesting to watch. Then there are the people I don't see anymore. They were there and I saw them everyday and now they are gone. I don't know where they are now. Maybe I'll see them again sometime.
I also see some not so nice things like Road Rage. Drivers who are frustrated by the long line of cars or distracted as they come up the hill towards the school. Some of them may not know that at the top of the hill there is a school crosswalk with no crossing guard. Too often, I've seen Moms, Dads and Kids almost get hit by one of these drivers. It's scary and unfortunately the school doesn't seem to see an issue with this as they aren't doing anything about it. The view from the carpool line is different than the view from the school office...they just don't see it...even though they have been informed.
I probably have many more years to spend in that line...at least I hope so. I'll be picking up Kyler and Kobe in that carpool line in the Fall of 2011 and the year after that I'll be waiting in two different lines as Kobe will move on to another school. Different schools...but still a carpool line.
Some days, I just don't think I can sit in the line one more time...but it passes and I'm thankful that I have a job that enables me to get off work in time to wait in that line and be home with my boys after school each day. It's a blessing and affects every decision I make about my future.
So...here I sit...waiting...in this quiet car today and I'm feeling joyful. My turn is coming up to enter the circle drive and my firstborn will jump into the car with stories from his day and I know it's all worth it. Spending time with them is what it's all about...
Jackie
hi jackie!
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memories i treasure. you are
so wise to notice the events
around you while you wait.
it makes the waiting so much
more enjoyable.
you will look up before you know
it and those sweet kids will be
driving themselves, and you
will miss it.
blessings on your sweet family,
lea
What a lovely post. I've spent so many years (literally!) waiting in carpool lines, too. Now, my two oldest kids have their licenses and my youngest is the only one I pick up. I often see it as such a drudgery, but, like you find things to do and use it as "down" time. And, I like the drive home, listening to the details of her day.
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend, Jackie!
I've never heard of this before! Do you really wait in line for 30-45 mins while each person waits to pick up their child, one after the next? Please tell me all the cars are not idling during this time, are they?
ReplyDeleteSigned, your uninformed Canadian friend! : )
~Andrea~
Jackie I really love this post, and your time is very productive as you wait for your children. Many others should have patience as you do........:-) Hugs
ReplyDeleteSweet Greetings from Frog Hollow Farm and thank you so much for stopping by my blog! Karen at "Over the Backyard Fence" is my cousin and I just found out that she's had a blog for several years - I just started mine. I'm so glad that you will be stopping by from time to time! Your post on the opportunities for awareness that you've encountered while waiting for your child each day after school was so inspiring - I think we all want to take the time to attend to the moments at hand. This world is moving so quickly! Ciao, Bella!
ReplyDeleteJackie, so nice to meet you. We both share common interests and how nice to chat with someone from Missouri. Looking forward to reading your back blog posts.
ReplyDeleteYour wait in line sounds awful but the sweet time sharing with the kids when they are excited is something you can't put a price tag on.
Jackie-
ReplyDeleteSo sweet. My oldest is now a freshman in college and I can instantly flashback to all the time we spent in the car. It goes by so quickly! And I do believe great things can happen when you least expect them, like when you are waiting in line.
Mary
Hello from Vegas! This will be a post you will treasure in the future!
ReplyDeletelovely post Jackie!
ReplyDeleteIt is lovely to reflect :)
Ohh yesss, you know "hurry up and wait"! For some reason us Moms become quite well at it. Nice post! Have a wonderful sunny weekend.
ReplyDeleteHi Jackie - thanks so much for stopping by my blog! I've really enjoyed my visit to yours. I appreciate your theme of embracing blessings - we should all do so much more of that.
ReplyDeleteI love this post! I KNOW that line! LOL! When I watch my 3 walk off to their classes each morning I smile and watch them- still amazed that I MADE them. I give them a ride home each day (and usually a few extra kids too) and smile again. It really is the little things that make it all worth it.
ReplyDeleteAnd there is no place on earth more road-ragey than a school parking lot.
Thankfully, I never had to do this - rarely, I would pick them up in bad weather - but we lived so close to school that they walked. When they were young, I walked with them. But, this does remind me of siting in line with my daughter who had to pick up my grandaughter in one of these long lines. Thankfully, I live just 5 blks from them now and I even walk over to the school sometimes to walk her back to my house - when Daddy can't make it. I am a blessed granny!
ReplyDeleteYou are a blessed mommy!! Enjoy these days! They are precious!!
Patrina <")>><
His watchman on the wall
It has been a long time since I had to sit in a car pool line. My kids walked most days through all those years, so I didn't log a lot of line time as it was, but all the same this post brought back wonderful memories. My favorite was picking up Sam in 8th grade on a warm spring day, me driving my dad's old 1970 MG Midget convertible, with the top down, and Sam grinning to beat the band because he was the kid being picked up in the way cool car. Thanks, Jackie, I hadn't thought of that moment in years!
ReplyDeleteHi Jackie! I'm catching on blog reading today and enjoyed your musings. I'm so sorry to hear about your grandma, hold tight to those wonderful memories. And congratulations on your success with the old dead sticks!
ReplyDeleteYour musings are so perceptive Jackie and always expressed with grace and joy. I love the way you describe seeing 16 changes in the seasons.
ReplyDeleteI hope your once 'dead sticks' continue to bud - I may just try that myself!
Jeanne x
Oh dear! I have too many things to say all at once. They're all stuck together in the doorway! Okay! Should I be methodical or just spill it out? Spill!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you found me because, now I've found you! The song in your previous post was so encouraging and refocusing. As a pastor's wife, sometimes it dawns on me that I need some outside encouragement - usually as I'm being refreshed by it.
This last post makes me grateful that we live in a small town with a small but wonderful school. I had a mentor when I was in college who was doing the taxi thing. She kept a "car kit" and prayed and read up a storm while waiting to pick her kids up. (I'm sure that she also balanced checkbooks and people watched, etc..) You just reminded me of her.
I see that we have a lot in common. I don't think that I'll be able to remember it all but .... I LOVE "You've Got Mail", it's one of my favorites. I see you love primitive stitchery. I love samplers! Also, chipped paint, vintage clocks, fresh ground coffee - oh, I can't remember them all. Rats! Your "favorite things" list brought a smile to my face.
Well! I don't usually leave a novel in the "comment" space. I just really enjoyed visiting.
Goodness and blessings to you!
Love, Katy Noelle
Ah, the days of picking up kids. Been there done that. Our eldest has his license so, except for very rare occasions, I don't pick them up anymore. I guess most parents feel this way, but I remember how many times I wished my kids were older, and now I regret it. It seemed I couldn't wait until they could feed themselves, give themselves a bath, cut their own meat. I have always worked outside the home and evenings were so hectic I just wanted them to be able to do things for themselves. And now that they can do all those things themselves I realize how much I miss it. Our son is 17 and our daughter 14. They are great kids, we are very blessed, but, I'm not the center of their world anymore. My opinion isn't automatically "right." They would rather do things with other people than with me. And oh, how I miss those days when they depended on me for everything. Yes, it happens to every single parent. It's the way God planned it, but you don't realize what a gift their dependence on you is until it's gone. So enjoy these moments, they really will be gone too quickly and you will miss them. Have a blessed day.
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