kids getting bigger in the mission

another week has flown by. miles played his first soccer game of the season. maya had her first ballet class. she managed to stain her brand new little pink leotard black and red within 2 hours of the class by playing in the water on the asphalt playground at the starr king car wash.

today we all went to a friend's to watch the eagles game, which i did not really do. i spent my time there carefully examining the artifacts of our host and hostesses child-free life, their refrigerator photos and drink cabinet and books and cat and owl collections and deep fryer. after a while maya and i went to the parque unidos de ninos where the free farm stand was happening. rich and miles met us and on the way home we saw a group of folks painting a wall with a mural of two people with drums and a monster (it's at 23rd and florida). the kids were fascinated by the many empty cans of spray paint, and miles asked his ever-ready question as soon as we walked away ("can i get a ____?"(can of spray paint)

i conked out with the kids at bedtime and just woke up in a wierd mood. i am wearing a shirt a neighbor friend gave me about 5 years ago, and she, now far away in the east bay, was in my dream. it was a strange dream, with a cruise through a watery land with tree houses and people building structures in the water (disneyland, holland?) and some old old faces, high school, and, even farther back, middle school. a boy named SS who held my hand once at a dance, and who had a sweet smile. in the dream i knew we were going to live together, near my mother, in the country up north.

sorry to share these subconscious rumblings. even though we live in an almost season-less land time still passes. our eagles fans friends were shocked at how big the kids, especially miles, have grown, and i guess i am feeling shocked too.

big or little, i love these two people. and this life that seems like a fast ride lately.

time to try and sleep.