Today's TRDC prompt is about people that get under your skin. This story is fiction. The names are fake and so are the people.
“Kids......time to go to school!” I say to my three little munchkins.
I throw on my favorite sweater and scarf, and slip into my Uggs. My keys to the Rover are on the counter with my bag.
“Come on everyone! Chloe, Parker, Madison, let’s go. Mommy’s ready.” I shout up the stairs with a little more urgency.
The school is only about 3 blocks away, a quick two-minute walk, but with three kids and daycare the opposite direction it’s just easier for me to drive.
We finally get in the car and get to the school in one minute.
There is always a line of cars in the drop off lane.
The kids are fidgeting in the back. Parker is eyeing Chloe’s lunchbox.
They are so darling. I’m such a lucky girl.
We finally get to the front of the line. Oh good. There is a spot right by the main entrance. I have no idea why everyone pulls all the way to the end of the lane. The kindergarten classrooms are not at that end. Why would I do that?
“Hold on guys, I’ll get the door.” I say to Chloe and Madison.
I take a sip of coffee, unbuckle my seat belt, adjust my yoga top, run my fingers through my long blonde hair for a quick touch up, and step out of the car.
I walk around to the passenger side and open the door. Chloe and Madison hop out. I grab their backpacks and place them on their tiny bodies. We hug. I kiss them on the cheek, give them a little pat on the butt, and off they go.