well, they are starting to make some noise down there. happy loud youngsters. i guess we used to be like them except we were ten times louder and stayed up blasting rock music until 2 in the morning. and let our dog poop in the backyard way too often. i really can't complain, except that i do miss our old downstairs neighbors and how our kids would run up and down the back steps visiting and giving us both little half hours of peace.
the school year starts back up tomorrow and i have my customary end of august nausea. blaaach.
miles will be in a new classroom, away from his best buddy and is very worried about it. when this best buddy was not at his camp last week miles suddenly felt like he was going to throw up, was bawling in my lap, and then his eye started hurting and he couldn't see. i had to hand him over to his counselor, all snotty and red-eyed, knowing the counselor thought i was just a weak mama.
maybe i am, and maybe it will be funny someday but right now (thanks a lot dr. sears) i am feeling his pain, his worry, fear about the unknown. he asked why the kids from his class last year can't be together and i don't know. why DO they split up these little elementary kids each year?
reality is, there are only a certain number of kids in a class, friends in your neighborhood, people in the world, and you are lucky to deeply connect with any of them.
at miles' school they sing make new friends and keep the old and it is so sweet but it is hard, hard to do. i guess we just have to do it.
on a totally different subject, or maybe not really, i saw the pbs documentary playing for change about this guy who travelled the world recording musicians playing and singing the same songs and then put all the tracks together and the result was pretty amazing. all covers of inspirational songs, musicians in israel, south africa, ireland, louisiana, santa monica, all over the place.
so now i want to try and start some kind of all ages music group. good covers only. rich plays guitar, i play drums, we have some interested friends, but who will organize the children?? any volunteers? shake, bang, sing and dance. on a regular basis. sing about love and peace and some funny stuff too.
they are settling down a bit now below. windy greyish purplish evening. listen, above the neighbors voices are car and truck rumblings, guinea pigs sipping on water bottles, a motorcycle, a wierd beep, a bus' air brakes, a distant car alarm, a wind chime. a man laughs loudly, heh heh heh heh.
goodnight dear ones
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