Friday, July 8, 2011

Day 186: or The Day I Hit The One Week Mark

The Kid slept in again today, woohoo, so I got up and hung the laundry, and then went to rest my eyes until he made his morning debut. He was very excited to go to pottery and finish his cat and kept asking me if I wanted him to make him something. I told him maybe a drawing instead, from next week's class. I can't imagine trying to pack some chunky piece of clay and then putting it on a shelf somewhere. Because I wouldn't be able to throw it out. I've gotten a lot better about getting rid of things that I don't need anymore, but when it's a gift, I hold on to it much longer than necessary.


The Kid had Rebecca over today. She is a little English girl from down the street and I know her better than any of the other kids. They play really well together and after a little while at home, we headed to the pool. Her mom was there with her other kids and we sat and talked and she offered to take the Kid a couple of afternoons this week. Very much appreciated. After a couple of hours, we headed back for snack time and Rebecca biked home. Since I escort the Kid everywhere, I'm not used to kids just riding off, but then I think about when I was that age and I'm pretty sure I roamed the streets of Timber Cove. When I say roam, I mean a bee line to one of 3 houses or the pool. I of course could be wrong about this, maybe I was a bit older, but not much. The Kid is small for his age and I think being so much younger than his siblings, he gets treated more like a baby. I believe he is capable of much more than he actually does. I think it will be one of those situations where he goes from crawling to running because he was scared to try for too long. 




On a different note, Darcy Dog would have been 14 years old today. Since I haven't been home since we lost her, it still doesn't feel real. 

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