This morning as I dropped Big Kid off at school, I noticed the safety patrol girls were grouped up and talking instead of helping the kids out of their cars. This is no big deal but Big Kid can never close my door hard enough, so I was hoping they'd turn around and get with the program before he exited the vehicle. I realized they weren't going to, so I reminded him to shut the door hard as he got out.
As I began to pull away, I looked in the rear view mirror and noticed that instead of walking into school, Big Kid had hopped off of the curb to get a piece of paper in the road. He was crouched down and a van was pulling forward and I could tell the mom driving couldn't see him and Big Kid didn't see her coming.
My heart seriously stopped. I truly believed I was about to watch my kid get crushed under the wheels of a van.
I slammed on the brakes and covered my mouth as I cried out and luckily the Vice Principal immediately noticed something was up and quickly realized what was happening. He yelled out and threw both hands up at the van to stop, while one of the safety patrol girls pulled Big Kid back up onto the sidewalk.
My heart is still pounding. I wanted to jump out and hug and yell at Big Kid and hug and yell the safety patrol girls and just plain hug the vice principal, but in the interest of keeping traffic moving I drove on.
I will hug and yell at Big Kid when I pick him up though.