Busing Kids, in Sketches

He can't whinny, but he can croak!  That means he's not a little horse but very hoarse. Poor darling hubby's been sick a lot this winter.   When he coughs it's a deep, fill-your-ears-with-sound, cough.  Like I said, he's coughed so much and so hard that he's hoarse.

Little Lolly on the bus told him today, "We want your voice right.  You need to fix it. When you talk over the radio to us to sit down, you squawk."

LOL, that's firecracker Lolly.

After one of his morning runs, Darling Hubby handed me an index card explaining, "The kids are singing this silly song."  He grins and laughs, "And Corey wrote it down for me." 

When he sung it to me it almost sounds like the chorus to 7 Little Girls who sing these lyrics, "Keep your mind on your driving, keep your hand on the wheel, keep your Snoopy eyes on the road ahead."

Here's what the bus kids sang,

"Park your rear in your seat.

Park your rear in your seat

And we will head home."

I laughed.  "Where'd they get that, John?"

DH said, "Our bus is the 4th bus in line of about 20, if we stall we hold 'em all back. So, I grab the mic and tell them,

"Put your butts in the seat.  We got TO ROLL!"

"John," I laughed and exclaimed, "you don't really say butts, do you?" 

"Yes, I do!"

One work day last week, actually Friday, Darling Hubby John missed.

And when he realized the other bus driver whose name is also John was going to take his run, he was jealous.  I'd never seen him jealous before, LOL.

The next time he ran into John II, John II said, "You have good kids!"

So, my John took them candy canes on a non-treat day, told his kids thank you for behaving themselves and for getting a good report.

"And then" Remember that song by The Coasters, Along Came Jones? 

"And the-en..."

Then, the transportation head came up to DH and said one of the girls' fathers has a complaint about Friday's run!  

"You'll be getting a call."  LOL

Let me set the scene.

John the bus driver is behind the wheel.

They're driving in the fog heading for school.

Up from the back comes Lolly.

She's been on the bus 10 minutes.

".....Ble-eck," heave, gasp, "ble-eck,  ble-eck!"

She's trying to puke.

He hands her a puke bag.

She says, "I have a fever of 99.3 but my grandma says I have to go because it's ISTEP."  ".....Ble-eck," heave, gasp,  "ble-eck,  ble-eck!"

DH says she puts on shows, that she's a drama queen, and when she didn't get enough reaction from everyone she just sat in her seat.  

The proof was in her final cry, "Somebody on this bus made me sick!"