![]() Field trips were always so much fun when I was little and I couldn't wait to relive those memories with my daughter.Ī hush fell over us as the bus rounded the corner, kicking up a wake of dust and belching to a stop. A chance for me to hang out with my kindergartner and watch her interact with the new friends she had made on her own – it was the stuff I'd been dreaming about since I found out I was pregnant. I'd been looking forward to this day for quite some time. "I should have thrown a cold beer in my purse." Our laughs tapered off and our eyes glazed over as we were now tortured with the impossible thought that had blossomed into something beautiful in both our minds. "Yeah, it's really starting to warm up," she said. "Wow, I should have worn shorts," I laughed to the mom standing next to me as I wiped my brow. We stood on the edge of the parking lot – the field trip chaperones and me – making small talk as we squinted down the dirt road for any sign of the school bus. The apple orchard was hot that day, unseasonably hot for October. ![]()
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