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Raucousness in our yard!
Drove Zond-7 to Milbrae, came home and cleaned up a little and so on. Hung out with Moomin taking photos of spiderwebs and bees.
I was feeling sad and tired but then perked up for our party. Rook's classmates are super nice and fun and I like to be a party host. so that was awesome. We did bbq chicken and sat in the yard, which wasn't too hot but instead was stunningly perfect weather suddenly at 5pm when they started to show up! People in their 20s! a bunch of them ! Lively! I am old... They have all just moved here from other places into dorms and student housing at Staffnord and over the course of the party all sidled up to me to say how nice it was to be in an actual home. I felt the full force of girlycon-esque feelings wash over me. They have now all gone off with Rook (taking Moomin, appallingly past his bedtime) to see fireworks. I love fireworks passionately but am not physically up to a giant trek in crowded and cold and damp conditions (they are over the water out at the port and VERY lot of traffic etc, only worth it if you go hours before hand with blankets and food and establish yourselves).![[info - personal]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rae_beta went to emperor norton's grave and then likely out somewhere in SF with people. I already miss her and she's only stayed in my house 2 days!
*** a wad of classmates came back ***
The best bit of the party aside from the school folks being nice was Nukie's cousins coming over. His small cousins were afraid to come into the yard full of grown ups. "Don't LOOK at them" Nuku advised. "Just walk by. There are MARSHMALLOWS." We made s'mores. The small cousins got more comfortable and then the big teenage cousins drifted in like big awkward hulking almost-teenagers. I think the biggest one who often ends up here is maybe 12 but he looks almost adult - I feel very happy to give him popsicles and have him run with the little kids. Rook disarmed them with some good questions about the rules of the ball game they play in the street, which is rugby and which is what they play in Tonga. They know a lot and are very willing to explain it, which broke the ice! THEN... I pulled out some snaps (the kind you throw on the ground and they explode) and rolls of red paper caps for cap guns. "The experts should dispense them to the others" ... "I'm an expert! I'm an expert!" but no one had ever done it. The older kids were extremely bold in taking rocks so big they're boulders and dropping them on a whole roll of caps unrolled & then folded over. Anyway, picture us all sticky with marshmallows and it being about 9pm - dusk - and me in my wheelchair in the driveway maniacally snipping off pieces of red gunpowder papers. And let's see, Moomin and Nukie, the two small cousins, and then at least 3 older ones, kind of flipping out with rocks and gunpowder. SO AWESOME!!!!
I felt much better about the day!
I got to feel a bit like Mrs. Piggle Wiggle, which I always enjoy (but which I have mixed feelings about sometimes because it's a lot of work and I don't have as much energy as I'd like to spare.)
read a little bit of the "free range kids" book which is not useful for me because I already think that way but which might be a good present for several children I know. Perhaps E. or her friend Octavia.
rae_beta gave us a rubbing of emperor norton's gravestone! it's hanging on the wall! we are sad to see her go!
This morning I gave Moomin two dollars in quarters for folding laundry and helping me sort through a tub of old bits of toys. He sat on his bed holding the quarters and contemplating our cat Rocket who was sprawled in a patch of sun. "Ah... what I wouldn't give to be that cat! Lying in the sun! Happy as can be! No worries about money! Not a care in the world!" Moomin sighed. Luckily he didn't look up to see my face...
You may imagine me giggling afterwards in the kitchen as quietly as I could.
Now his friend T. is over. They're discussing the technicalities of wood elves vs. swamp elves.
I feel lucky to have so many amazing kids in my life!
This entry was originally posted at http://badgerbag.dreamwidth.org/306013.h
I was feeling sad and tired but then perked up for our party. Rook's classmates are super nice and fun and I like to be a party host. so that was awesome. We did bbq chicken and sat in the yard, which wasn't too hot but instead was stunningly perfect weather suddenly at 5pm when they started to show up! People in their 20s! a bunch of them ! Lively! I am old... They have all just moved here from other places into dorms and student housing at Staffnord and over the course of the party all sidled up to me to say how nice it was to be in an actual home. I felt the full force of girlycon-esque feelings wash over me. They have now all gone off with Rook (taking Moomin, appallingly past his bedtime) to see fireworks. I love fireworks passionately but am not physically up to a giant trek in crowded and cold and damp conditions (they are over the water out at the port and VERY lot of traffic etc, only worth it if you go hours before hand with blankets and food and establish yourselves).
rae_beta went to emperor norton's grave and then likely out somewhere in SF with people. I already miss her and she's only stayed in my house 2 days! *** a wad of classmates came back ***
The best bit of the party aside from the school folks being nice was Nukie's cousins coming over. His small cousins were afraid to come into the yard full of grown ups. "Don't LOOK at them" Nuku advised. "Just walk by. There are MARSHMALLOWS." We made s'mores. The small cousins got more comfortable and then the big teenage cousins drifted in like big awkward hulking almost-teenagers. I think the biggest one who often ends up here is maybe 12 but he looks almost adult - I feel very happy to give him popsicles and have him run with the little kids. Rook disarmed them with some good questions about the rules of the ball game they play in the street, which is rugby and which is what they play in Tonga. They know a lot and are very willing to explain it, which broke the ice! THEN... I pulled out some snaps (the kind you throw on the ground and they explode) and rolls of red paper caps for cap guns. "The experts should dispense them to the others" ... "I'm an expert! I'm an expert!" but no one had ever done it. The older kids were extremely bold in taking rocks so big they're boulders and dropping them on a whole roll of caps unrolled & then folded over. Anyway, picture us all sticky with marshmallows and it being about 9pm - dusk - and me in my wheelchair in the driveway maniacally snipping off pieces of red gunpowder papers. And let's see, Moomin and Nukie, the two small cousins, and then at least 3 older ones, kind of flipping out with rocks and gunpowder. SO AWESOME!!!!
I felt much better about the day!
I got to feel a bit like Mrs. Piggle Wiggle, which I always enjoy (but which I have mixed feelings about sometimes because it's a lot of work and I don't have as much energy as I'd like to spare.)
read a little bit of the "free range kids" book which is not useful for me because I already think that way but which might be a good present for several children I know. Perhaps E. or her friend Octavia.
rae_beta gave us a rubbing of emperor norton's gravestone! it's hanging on the wall! we are sad to see her go!
This morning I gave Moomin two dollars in quarters for folding laundry and helping me sort through a tub of old bits of toys. He sat on his bed holding the quarters and contemplating our cat Rocket who was sprawled in a patch of sun. "Ah... what I wouldn't give to be that cat! Lying in the sun! Happy as can be! No worries about money! Not a care in the world!" Moomin sighed. Luckily he didn't look up to see my face...
You may imagine me giggling afterwards in the kitchen as quietly as I could.
Now his friend T. is over. They're discussing the technicalities of wood elves vs. swamp elves.
I feel lucky to have so many amazing kids in my life!
This entry was originally posted at http://badgerbag.dreamwidth.org/306013.h
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