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Braided.

April 30, 2004

We had quite a day today. The boys and I got up at around 9 AM, ate breakfast, got dressed, and headed out for the bus stop at 10 to catch the bus downtown. We were ahead of schedule, so there was no hurry. We stopped to look at flowers and watch the bees buzzing and talk about reproduction, bees, beauty. The fact that the pattern on a poppy looks like a big "X" marks the spot. This is homeschooling at its finest. I'm so glad that Monk hasn't figured out that flowers are for hippies.

The boys love love love the bus...and today was a field trip day, so we could pretend it was the magic school bus. We took the number 5, which takes a circuitous route through campus down to Congress, and both boys got to pull the dinger to indicate that our stop was next.

Cole brought his sword and shield, a flashlight, and a little toy Super Grover. I ended up bagging the flashlight and Grover while Cole waved his sword and held his shield up for protection from imaginary monsters.

First stop was Little City, where the boys enjoyed some lemonade and I had an iced coffee. Then we decided to walk up the Eckerd's to see if they had Blue's Clues band-aids (because Blues Clues makes the boo-boos go away faster, I hear) and on the way, we ran across Monk's baseball coach, dressed in civilian businessman clothes. It was wild. Monk was pretty surprised, but I think the coach was even more surprised. I'm not sure if he knows Monk is a homeschooler or not.

Anyway, Eckerd's didn't have the bandages, so we headed back to the Art Museum, which was the location of today's field trip. Monk was to be supervised by E, the mama of triplets, who is just one of my all-time favorite mamas. And when Monk was settled in with his group, I took Coley for a little walk around the block and back over to The Hideout, which is yet another coffee shop downtown.

I got Cole a cookie, sat down at a table with him and started opening it up for him. "Do you want to save some of this for your brother Monk?" "Nope." Just like that. The lady at the next table laughed at that exchange and we shared a conspiratorial grin. Cole can be a gargantuan pain in the ass a lot of the time, but he's ALWAYS just so damn adorable, you know.

I sat about writing some mushy stuff about J in my paper journal while coley devoured his cookie. At one point, a man who I assume is the owner or manager of the Hideout came to sit down with us and asked Coley about his sword and shield. They had a cute little conversation, and coley was all ga-ga over him. Coley really likes men. A lot. I thought it was sweet.

A little while later, owner guy brought Coley a cherry slushee and made a toast with him and his own cherry slushee. It was so sweet. Coley was all in love with this man after that point. He kept looking over by the counter saying softly "Thank you SOOO much...I was SOOOOO thirsty."

Then, abruptly as is Coley's style, it was Time To Go. No way around it. So we got up and I looked for our friend and he was gone. I told the woman at the counter to please thank him again for the slushee. It was such a sweet thing to do. Thanks Hideout guy.

(..how wonderful it feels to just smile at people and enjoy all of the little nice things that people do for each other. I seem to experience it a lot...little exchanges. I watch for them. Smiles from nowhere. Grinning at people who are scowling and having them stop to smile back. It's like a game I play, and I always win. Granted, it's a lot more effective when I have my kids present, but there's nothing at all like walking around with all your love hanging out, grinning like a goddamned fool just to see who might grin back...the coffee shop was playing "every little thing is gonna be alright.")

Ater that, we made our way back the the art museum once again to collect Monk. I watched Cole and a handful of other baby brothers and sisters run back and forth from one end of the entry way to the other. Coley's entire face was cherry red by now, and he was waving his sword around.

Monk enjoyed the field trip, and he made a kaleidascope. We went to Quizno's when it was over, and the kids got sandwiches to bring home on the bus. J called as we were making our way to the bus stop. He wanted me to know that he scored tickets to see The Full Monty tonight.

I held Coley in my lap all the way home, and he fell asleep right before our stop, but woke up and was able to walk home. Then the boys played in the backyard while I took a shower.

I just braided my hair. I'm hoping J doesn't notice that the braids (they are caught up in little buns behind my ears) are totally lopsided. Of course, he seems to like it when they are lopsided, so it might work to my advantage. Whatever that might mean.

I'm tired, but it's a nice tired. The kids are happy. The house is a mess and I won't be here long enough to justify cleaning it up right now. I hope this play is good. I might need some coffee to keep me going.

Posted at April 30, 2004 3:44 PM

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I love the 5.

Posted by: susan at April 30, 2004 5:08 PM

haven't been here in a while. hello. hope u aight

Posted by: billy at April 30, 2004 5:18 PM

Sounds like a wonderful field trip - for all three of you!!! Have a great time at the show!

Posted by: shannon at May 1, 2004 3:27 PM