The bus for the middle school came and went.  I heard it from my office downstairs.  I knew J was still asleep.  Here we go again.  I called the school and talked to the attendance-line voicemail and said that J overslept and missed the bus AGAIN and would be walking this time.  I said that I didn't know when he would get there. 
At 7:15 a.m., I went upstairs to make a cup of tea and noticed that K had woken himself up and was in the bathroom.  I opened J's door and said, "Are you planning on going to school today?"  He seemed somewhat awake but not really, and said rather groggily, "Yeah."  I said, "Well, you've missed your bus and you're walkin'!"  The anguished cry that came out of his mouth was almost heartbreaking, but I had to stand firm and hold my ground.  He cried, "NO!!!!!!" but I walked away and went back downstairs.
A little bit later, K hollered down the stairs, "I guess J didn't have a poptart today."  I yelled back, "No, that's because he didn't wake up.  He's in his room crying because he missed the bus."  Maybe I shouldn't have said that, but it was the truth.
Around 7:45 I heard the front door open and close and I ran upstairs, knowing it was J going off to school.  I knew he didn't take his meds, so I opened the door and found him on the porch.  I asked him if he took his meds and he said he hadn't.  I said, "You need to take those."  He came back inside, took them, and went back out the door.  I said to him, "Run."
You may be asking yourself, 'what does the subject line of this post have to do with being late for school?'  Earlier in the week, J missed the bus and had to pay his dad $5 for a ride.  I told J that I would take him if he paid me $10.  Yes, $10.  I work and driving him to school would take 30 minutes out of my day and I figure that's a good rate for me missing work.  So, the way I figure it, either J didn't want to part with his remaining $10 in his wallet or he just forgot about that offer.  He didn't bother trying to coax me into driving him.  I think he knew he had blown it by turning off his alarm and going back to sleep.  Maybe he'll learn a lesson.
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