milesssss is sssseven

look at that happy kid. i spent much too much time obsessing about miles' birthday again but it was worth it. scouring the internet for the right basketball shoes and lego set. finding the perfect recipe for a cake shaped like a snake. making sure there were the correct juicy kid's afternoon birthday party drinks to keep the adults happy. creating a snake craft activity which no one looked at. putting together a snake treasure hunt which concluded with the extra-special event, rich's co-worker's two ball pythons who came to visit. renting air bud at le video. the party went well and concluded as several have, with our oldest and closest friends' kids dancing around in their underwear with miles and maya.

does it make sense to worry so much about things being perfect for your kid on his birthday? maybe i worry so much because the rest of life seems kind of hard. parents both working, this tough urban environment, a school day mostly in a foreign language. maybe i worry because miles has trained us well...when he is disappointed he sure lets us know. or maybe i just really want my kid to be happy on his birthday.

i am a little depressed lately about the way scarcity of resources in the schools is dividing people and also taking away from the kids' childhood. miles looks longingly at photos and videos on maya's preschool blog and wishes he could return to preschool. for 1100/month she gets art projects, tons of nurturing, visiting animals, time to run, dig, build, act, hear stories, swing, splash, ballet dancing in the loft, cooking, making forts and more. deep down i agree with miles, and wish there was enough money for kids so that even with they are great big old kids like first grade miles they could live and learn the way his little sister gets to. like kids should.