If your anything like me when June comes around you couldn't be happier. Summer vacation begins and the weather is warm, the sun rises early, and there is a few months of freedom. Not from school per say, because I graduated years ago. A vacation from the dreaded cheese wagon that lugs those little monsters to school day in and day out.
I find myself timing my departure to the minute to avoid being behind them. Not because I don't enjoy there smiling faces looking at me out the back window. It's because they stop at every other house to pick up one child along the 30 minute trek to school without a passing lane in sight!
I remember when I was a kid walking to the bus stop. Up hill, both ways, in 20 feet of snow fighting off bears with my trapper keeper.
Okay, I didn't fight off bears, but I did walk for a while to get to the bus stop, and we managed to get to school and back safely. We walked in groups if possible, and if we managed to get our butts out of bed on time to get to the stop.
At the end of the my neighborhood there are 20 cars lined up waiting with the motor running blocking traffic so they can send their kids off to school. Rain, sun, sleet, or shine, no interaction between the kids or other parents sitting there waiting. Everyone is in there own little world sitting in SUV's looking at the clock waiting for the bus to come so they can go about there day. And when the bus comes they feel the need to get out and help their child on to the bus personally and hold up a mile long caravan of cars that has stopped at least 10 times already with same result. Seriously, I believe this phenomena created what we now know today as road rage. People love leaving for work 20-30 minutes early so your kid has door service to get to school.