In middle school I always drove my kids to the bus stop in the morning. Two blocks away, bottom of a hill, no sidewalks, dark.
By 3rd grade both of boys would've been mortified had I stood at the bus stop with them.
By 5th grade they'd have been slightly embarrassed to have me wait in my car watching while they stood at the bus stop with their peers.
Up to and including 8th grade, not bothered or embarrassed in the least bit to wait IN the car with me until the bus came. During the cold months, I couldn't get them out of the car until they saw the red lights of the approaching bus flashing.
There were at least 4 other middle school kids in the car with their parents every morning until the bus came.
High school - they are walkers, I could drive them but we can't be seen together.

If you feel better driving her & waiting at the stop, don't hesitate to do so.
By 3rd grade both of boys would've been mortified had I stood at the bus stop with them.
By 5th grade they'd have been slightly embarrassed to have me wait in my car watching while they stood at the bus stop with their peers.
Up to and including 8th grade, not bothered or embarrassed in the least bit to wait IN the car with me until the bus came. During the cold months, I couldn't get them out of the car until they saw the red lights of the approaching bus flashing.

There were at least 4 other middle school kids in the car with their parents every morning until the bus came.
High school - they are walkers, I could drive them but we can't be seen together.


If you feel better driving her & waiting at the stop, don't hesitate to do so.
) He is never embarrassed by me and often mentions about other kids and says he doesn't know why they don't want to be seen with their parents. Heck he even saves us pool chairs and makes sure we sit next to each other. I adore him for this. I know I'm not one of those smoking hot mamas but he really has true appreciation for all people not just me. I love him for that. 
When I saw the bus coming I would go back to the house.
I didn't, of course, but I held my breath praying some idiot didn't run her over every morning. I mentioned that to her recently (she's almost 22 now) and she said that there were mornings she wished I HAD walked her down. Between the scary drivers going too fast as she's walking on the skinny shoulder next to a drop-off into the woods, and things making noises in the woods in the pitch dark in the winter time(there's no street lights out here either) she said she probably really wouldn't have minded. 


