This is how we started our day today – walking to school. And it was wonderful.
I remember walking to school in Kindergarten and 1st grade, just a bunch of kids with no parental chaperon. It was only a few blocks through the neighborhood . . . but then that sort of thing was much more common 35 years ago than it is today. Nowadays kids hop on a school bus for the 3 or 4 block trip to school – or for the trek across town if they aren’t lucky enough to go to a neighborhood school. Nowadays the carpool line wraps around the block as parents idle in their cars for 20 minutes waiting to load up the kids and drive 5 blocks home.
I’m as guilty as the next person. But I’m going to try to be better. I’m not ready to let the kids walk on their own just yet – partly because they have to cross a pretty busy street but also, selfishly, because I really enjoy the time with them. It took us about 20 minutes, walking slowly. We took a friend from across the street and we talked about Pokemon and kittens. We pointed out pretty leaves and pumpkins and barking dogs and birds playing chase in the sky. We held hands.
I can tell you we won’t be doing this every day – I’m just not together enough in the mornings to always get us out the door 20 minutes early. But right now, while the weather is beautiful and we have the time, I can’t think of anything I would rather do.