For the last seven years, I've hung out with the moms at the edge of the school lot and chatted while waiting to pick up my kids. It's nice and I've got some good friends.
The challenge has been that Alex doesn't wait well. If he is in the least bit agitated, he can quickly spiral into aggression, looking to escape. It hasn't been an issue over the last year because he's been working with his therapist while I pick Nathan up.
Therapy will end in the next two weeks. Then Alex will be dropped off just as Nathan's school is ending. If Alex is on time and we hoof it, we get to Nathan's school just as the bell rings. However, I know that, especially as winter comes, he will be less and less "on time".
I want to start fading back and meeting Nathan partway along the route to school, with an eye to eventually having him walk all the way home by himself.
But if I do that, I won't have the time with the moms any more. No more easily arranged playdates and quick catchups. I know it always eventually had to end, but I'm really going to miss it. As much as we promise ourselves that we'll stay in touch, we know we probably won't. It makes me sad.
But time and independence move on. Guess it's time for us to do the same.