School Days

Day 331

I join dozens of parents around Cincinnati giving a silent cheer when the yellow bus pulls up to mark the start of school.  As excited as I am with school starting, I bet a few teachers don’t feel the same. 

You know what makes me feel better?  Donuts.  And I’m not just saying this because I’m on day six of a 24-day cleanse.     

Then I think, donuts?  Is that really a kindness?  What if the boys’ teachers made new year’s resolutions like I did to eat healthy?  Wouldn’t a donut mock them? 

Clearly I’m over-thinking. 

The boys and I polish up three red apples. 

“I’m not bringing one,” F. says. 

“Me either,” A. mimics. 

They like Plan A. 

The bus rolls up and only I. holds his offering.  One out of three ain’t bad.