I don’t go to pick up the kids from school too often these days. Hubby drives to pick them up and as it’s too much hassle to get my wheelchair out of the car it seems pointless to go and then sit in the car waiting for them.
This week Hubby had a funeral to go to and I went to pick up the kids in my wheelchair. It was a nice day, not as hot as it had been but still warm. And the sun made an occasional appearance from behind the clouds. It was just good to be out in the fresh air, particularly as I had not been well. I still wasn’t well, but the journey actually made me feel better.
I took this photo while waiting for the girls outside their school. If we lived the opposite side of the school maybe this would be the walk home. I don’t even know where this path leads. I know that there are houses further along, but I’ve not been down here before and I probably won’t be going now.
The little man sat on the fence waiting for his sisters. He hasn’t moved over to the new school yet and his school is on the other side of the road.
It was nice to get out and go and pick up my kids, I do miss it. Perhaps I should persuade hubby to walk to school more often and I can wheel along with him. I think the kids actually enjoyed walking home too, we used to do it all the time before we had a car. It was funny though because both The Little Man and Star asked if we could walk home along the canal path forgetting that when we get to the end we have to go up two flights of steps.