Anthony was SO NOT impressed to be riding the school bus today at the First Rider Program. I only got him ON the bus because I went on with him (read, dragging him up the stairs kicking and screaming). The volunteers were being very um helpful (yeah, that's it, helpful) in telling me (within his earshot) that "it's o.k if you want to go on with him (um, i don't thanks), just sit at the back and he can sit at the front" and then (when I got on with him and we was STILL flipping out) "well, if he's that upset about it, just go ahead and sit beside him dear."
First off, I am NOT a dear (and please do NOT talk to me like I am 2!). Secondly, if they had just kept their 'helpful' comments to themselves, he would have gotten on all by himself. Ah well. I truly wasn't in the mood for his meltdown today so maybe, just maybe, it was a good thing they 'helped' :)
That being said, Anthony told me he wasn't really ready for school and he wanted to stay home with me. Now I'm not sure how much of that has to do with the school bus (it's big and yellow and a little scary, I can see his not wanting to), how much of that had to do with the fact that my brother just left and he's missing him and how much of it is a 'let's see what kind of reaction I can get from mommy when I say this!'
The Anthony drama continues.......