Ok, so mom and I were headed out to go get food this morning. Burt was at home sleeping, and so was dad. We drove past the bus stop, and everyone was standing around. Mom stopped to talk to some people, and she let me get out and play with the kids. They were all big kids, but I think I kept up pretty well. Some girls said I was really cute and they sat and colored with me. A boy came and knocked me over, but I didn't even cry. I was so proud!
Anyway, the bus came and all the kids got on. I could see them going up the steps, and then a couple of them waved at me from the windows. I ran after them, and I was actually on the steps, when mom caught me and made me get down. She said I couldn't get on there, and I was so mad.
I sat down right there in the street and screamed at her. "Momma no! Emmy go a 'cool bus!" Mom still said no, and the driver just shook his head and said "Maybe next year." Then mom was really mean and said I had to wait 3 years! I don't even know how long that is, but it must be really bad. Anyway, I started crying and kicking mom. I didn't really mean to kick her, I was just kicking at the ground because I was so frustrated!
Mom put me back in the car, in my car seat, which just reminded me that I was a "little kid", and it made me even more mad. I was shaking my fists and waving my arms around, and I hit mom. Then she got REALLY mad at me. She said, "Emily Rose, knock it off, now!" She never calls me that except when I'm in big trouble. So, I took a deep breath, I looked at her, and I asked her, "Mommy mad? Mommy, you ok?"
Then she just looked at me, said "Thanks for calming down. I'm ok." and gave me a big hug. But.....
I STIL WAAAAANNNNNAAAAA GO TO 'COOL!!!!!!!!!!
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