Practice Bus Ride

We arrived at the elementary school just in time. All of the other children looked just as excited to be starting kindergarten as mine did. Frantically jumping up and down tugging on their parent's hands, wonder filling their little eyes. We walked in and prepared for the practice bus ride all of the kindergartner's got to go on. They finally called my sons bus number and he jumped up and flew out the door before I had a chance to get out of my seat. I hurried to catch up to him pulling my youngest son along beside me. I think I was more nervous than my soon to be kindergartner was. In Fact, he was not nervous at all! As my oldest boarded the bus with his friends he had made in preschool my youngest started to frantically wave stress-fully saying "Bye Jake, Bye...BYE!" After my oldest was out of sight my youngest turned to me burying his head into my stomach and started to cry.
"What's wrong?" I asked him
"I'm gonna miss my brother!" he muffled back through his tears, then proceeded to cry harder.
"Aw sweetheart, it will be okay. Your brother is coming back."
"But I miss him!"
I comforted my youngest as he cried for the entire twenty mintues my oldest was gone on his practice bus ride. When the bus finally arrived back at the school my oldest stepped off the bus with the biggest smile glowing across his face! My youngest ran up to his brother greeting him with a strong brotherly hug as if he hadn't seen him in years. I smiled to myself. I knew then that I must had done something right for them to have so much love for each other.