Every child has their ‘thing’. Whether it is a Disney character, birds, pots and pans, or bubbles, every parent can probably identify at least one thing that their child has a slight obsession about.
For Max, it is buses. He loves all kinds of buses: coach buses, public transit buses, and the school bus. We have yet to make it to daycare without a scream of “BUS!!!!!” whenever he sees his favorite vehicle. The boy loves the bus!
But where does this bus obsession come from?
Max attends a very small daycare. Two days of the week, he is the only child there (except her own kids – but they are all at school in the afternoon). Three days a week, a little 10-month old is there. He used to have another girlfriend, but she stopped daycare last month. My daycare provider will not take more than three kids (the max in Ontario is five on top of your own children, and most take five) Essentially it is like having a nanny, but for significantly less money. I feel like I should be paying her more sometimes. Anyways, because of the small group of children, Max kind of feels like his daycare is more like his second home. He even calls his daycare lady, Mama. During the morning and afternoon, the older kids head off to school on the bus. Max’s daily routine includes the bus pick ups and drop offs.
At around 8:30am, Max starts assembling the other kids and second Mama to the door. He gets their bags and their shoes. When he feels that time is getting close – he starts yelling “bussssss!!!”. Last week, K was sick so the two older kids were told to go to the bus by themselves. Max was so distraught about not going to the bus that he started bawling. When the two kids said bye, he pouted and waved – then went upstairs to his bed. Poor guy.
I pick up Max around 4:15 in the afternoon. I could pick him up earlier, but if I pick him up just before the bus comes he gets angry. On Tuesdays I have to go to the University of Ottawa for night class, so I like to pick up Max early. I arrived right at 4pm, right before the bus comes. So naturally we had to wait for the bus. In the afternoon, Max puts on his coat and shoes and opens the door. He walks to the corner of the street where he promptly sits on the curb to wait. He can hear the bus coming, evident by the bouncing up and down movement as he waits. As soon as the bus pulls up – he gets up to run to the girls to give them hugs. When it is time for us to go, he does not want to. But, he goes to the car door (always to the driver’s side – no you are not driving the car!) all while saying “bye-bye!!” and blowing kisses.
We pass a park and ride OC Transpo station on the way home and he continues to yell “bus!!!” – I ask him if he wants to go on a bus ride on another day, and his eyes go wide and he says “suuuuuuuure!. I really do have to take him on the bus one of these days!
Do your kids have any obsessions?
Do you like taking the bus or any form of public transit?