letter words

taking a walk up 24th street today. mint chip and coffee cones from st. francis. we wandered into a art gallery with an exhibit where you stood and looked into a mirror on the floor with a huge round mirror rotating above it from the ceiling. around the room were all kinds of wierd little lost and found objects in jars. butterflies, crumpled music scores. various tubes and mirrors and colored glass to look through. miles discovered one which made rainbows and sparkles on cars passing by. yes, miles who bailed on the fabulous summer camp i just blogged about.

at the mission branch library was a fun free magic show and i signed the kids up for the summer reading program so they can win some STUFF. walking home we bumped into two little boys from maya's pre-k and our friend tex.

we also got to see and hear a whole bunch of b-words and n-words. and see a bunch of men with their pants firmly belted just below their boxered butts. and see some drunks yelling at each other in the street. miles is fascinated by these people and it makes me feel quite conservative and scornful. "watch your language around my child!" i think. "pull up your pants you moron."

and just now, after a long, painful but ultimately productive struggle with my son tonight, i think i may have just heard some gunshots. and the cars keep streaming by in the dark.