Ry came back from his field trip unscathed. He had a terrific time riding the school bus and picking out his perfect pumpkin.

Okay, so I still haven't found *the* ending. But I'm much more clear about what needs to be done. Rearranging and rewriting are in order. I've pinpointed the exact moment where everything went flooey (technical term, 'flooey ( Read more... )

 My baby is on his very first school bus ride, on his very first field trip ever. Sigh.

Actually by now he's off the bus, the farm where they're going to pick pumpkins and take a hayride is only five mintues from school.  Still...

Where does the time go?