04.13.06
No really … He’s fine
The whole fam was riding a bus this morning. It was the older kind of bus that has a high row of seats in the back, a single line of seats on either side, and a large open area for people stand in the middle. We were all sitting on the back row of seats, when the bus driver stopped fast.
Trey went flying out of his seat and into the big open area. He sniffled a little bit, but we scooped him up and everything was fine. Then the bus driver pulls over, walks back to us, and wants to make sure that he is OK. He was very kind and said that if we needed to, he would take us right to the hospital. At this point we have quite the little spectacle going in the back, and everyone is staring at us. I thanked him over and over, but he kept asking Trey where he hit and what hurts. Trey, probably not really sure what is going on, asked Heidi, “What is he doing?”
He finally believed us and went up to continue the route. An older woman sitting near us whipped out some candy from her purse and insisted that we all take some. I was surprised by the driver’s kindness, but it was one of those situations where a tiny little thing was getting blown out of proportion and everyone is staring at you.
But definitely blogable! 