today

miles helped rich and his friend donnie do some work out back...really helped. i watched him through the window hauling shovel loads of weeds with his little work gloves on

it is a really hot day. we went to holly park for rishi's birthday. the kids climbed the hills, fought with sticks, used loud and obnoxious voices. there were picnic tables in an enclosed area in the park and little leon told me "there used to be a restaurant right here in these woods."
the car is in the shop. we dreamily walked to cortland st to catch the bus, about .1 miles per hour. i saw someone from my writing class and maya blew her a kiss and showed off her booboo and pieceacandy. when we got to cortland i asked a woman with her son if she knew where the bus stop was. and they offered us a ride home in their car! we got a ride home through the hot hot day which was nice as maya was overdue for nap.

their son goes to private school. as, i discovered way more than half of the white children in this city do.

while rich and maya napped miles and i snuck out to check out the youth arts festival at the brava theater. we saw two great plays put on by the SF Running Crew, some kind of theater work training group for kids (like 15-21 or something like that). the first one was set in a public high school and starred a bathroom goddess who advised the kids as they came in and shared their (funny) angst about grades, gangs, fitting in, being gay, being a nerd. the intercome would blast announcements every five minutes or so like "don't forget, students, next week is bring your own toilet paper week" and "due to the budget cuts, graduation will be postponed indefinitely". miles had no idea what was going on but loved it and was especially excited about a part with a bad guy pimp chasing two teenagers around the stage.

we cooled down at the water park. miles played soccer with an adorable tiny chinese boy. the park was full of people running through the fountains. we stopped at casa sanchez to get take out rice and beans to make maya papaya happy.

so. that was just our day. there is annoying dance music out back somewhere, kids playing, it is finally cooling down a bit. i am pennying my little guy. he wants me lying next to him but i want him to do it alone.

all these people and interactions and art, culture, stimulation. what will all this do to nurture my little ones? they are growing up in a very different place than i.