We have had some stressful stuff happening here. Nothing I can talk about but suffice to say it is hard. It has dealt us some late nights and enough seriousness for a lifetime.
My kids and our carpool friend have been the antidote to the stressful happenings. We have a long commute home from school, but all the kids love school, the carpool kid included. Some days all the kids are quiet, others they bicker, well mine bicker and the carpool kid tells them to stop fighting and listen to me. Have I mentioned how much I adore my carpool kid? Actually we have all developed a certain fondness for each other on the mini road trip we take together five days a week. The kids learned a game in school called the HA game. You try to say HA in a sentence and try to get the other person to laugh, whoever laughs is out. It started a few weeks ago with my kids screeching HA at each other as we commuted without the carpool kid. Over time they taught him and the game has gotten more and more sophisticated. We have come up with some jems. I started it with a deadpan ha ha I laughed I am out when I was done playing. The kids are getting more and more creative with it. Yesterday Aaron came up with, I hope you don’t miss HAlloween. Ryan settled on JAlapeno peppers burn! Where I came up with, don’t be a HAter. The carpool kid came up with can you sing in HArmoney?
That got us going. I would start singing a note. The kids would follow with a similar note and whomever was IT would screech in harmony. We laughed so hard. It went round and round and round and my ears were ringing more than they would after a Thorazine rehearsal by the time we got home. We all laughed so hard the commute felt like it lasted less than a minute. Eventually, it morphed into us all screaming along with Thorazine songs after the carpool kid exclaimed, lets listen to Thorazine. People on street corners were looking twice at the car because even though all the windows were closed they could hear us screaming along with the music. It was just so fun and cathartic, like the Sound of Music with punk rock.
Eventually I dropped the cool carpool kid off and we went along with our after school routine of homework, dinner, and my husband took the kids to swim team as I went off to work. As I got in the car alone I really felt like screaming, just for fun.