He walks over to the house and talks to me in the yard. The bus was in an accident and I needed to go get the kids.
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Did I hear that right or did I immediately connect two words that shouldn't have been connected? Surely the bus was just stuck behind some accident and not actually IN the accident. I called our neighbor to let her know her boy was home and then went to wake up Z and pack the kids in the van for a drive to find MG and E and the bus. After a little bit of driving around and asking a police officer where the kids were, I finally pulled up in front of Subway (the sandwich place, not a real subway) only to see the principal and one of her assistants holding MG back from running out to the car! :) As soon as I got out, MG and E came running, both with scared little faces, but E bucked right up after he saw his older sister was doing all the crying for him!

This was E: Woe, mom!!! Man!!!! Did you know the bus wrecked!!!???!!! How did YOU know about this? There was this really cool crunchy, crashy sound and the bus tipped up on its side and everyone squealed and wow, mom! No one got hurt and here we are and you should have seen it!

Everyone is OK, and I hope I can check on the bus driver tomorrow. We are praying for Mr. Fluffy as well as Mr. L. If it were me, I would have a hard time sleeping tonight, reliving things over and over. I am praying they get some rest and find some peace.
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