The school
that Jaime attends is surrounded by three ball fields – one to the south, one
to the west and one to the north west.
In the center is a parking lot where many parents will drop off and pick
up their children. For the most part the
lot remains empty during the school season.
But on the last week or two the parking lot is filled with more cars
than parking spaces.
I told
Jenna to come and look for me in the Church parking lot – which I learned has
become the overflow parking for the softball fans. I called out her name last night, for I could
see her searching the Vantana parking lot.
I’m certain she’ll remember to look for the car in the Church parking
lot for the remainder of school.
Yesterday morning I had Highness as the sun made its way over the horizon and could take
him for a walk without getting caught in the rain. We left the house at 7:30 but school doesn’t
start until 8:40.
As I
passed Vantana Jenna called me – believing I wasn’t paying attention. I also passed the church parking lot.
“Where are
you going?”
“I’m going
to park over there,” I said as I pointed towards the kiddy /pavilion/and
walking path park. I figured we had
plenty of time. We walked a neighborhood
street and continued our walk around and toward the school. Jenna didn’t want to be late. I don’t know why she thinks if I don’t have
her there just one second before 8:00 that she will be late for school. Silly girl.
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