On the move we were having the adventure of our life. MIMI had arrived to have fun exploring. We skyped London and Paris and we never even left Marin. Two little boys almost 3 and 1 and a half keep you moving, constantly climbing and unpacking treasures. Kudos to mom and dad for just moving in and 3 days later boarding a plane to New Orleans. They did manage to unpack the kitchen and boys rooms. We would scout out the new neighborhood.
We grabbed our balls and hit the yard. Boys love ball. All I could think of was where had the time gone between now and the time his dad was playing. He was doing a great job raising his boys to love football. It would be a challenge to train them to be KC Chiefs fans in the thick of SF NINERS. Where had the time gone? They were with Payton Manning's dad who had quarterbacked when Hoppa was at Tulane.
Reading and art always creates imagination. For me, remembering when their dad was drawing and then chasing a ball became alive as we decided to paint dad a birthday present of his Chiefs. How could I forget that Thanksgiving meal nearly 34 years ago when after turkey and mashed potatoes
indigestion set in suddenly I found myself delivering my little butterball the next day on Nov29! We continued to muse, read and scribble. The project nearing completion and baby wanted to climb up on the space and read. Clear the deck, it is time for a new project time does fly when you are on the move.
Our first run around the new block we decided to look for lions and tigers. We had made pretend pizzas in the backyard and we were ready to stretch. We were on the lookout. Suddenly all eyes went straight ahead. What was strolling across the path some wild bird. We got closer just in time to see the fanning of his feathers. Thoughts turned to yesterday at the preschool Thanksgiving feast where i had proudly sampled a meal with my little guy. WE talked about the turkey and dressing. The creature strutted off to the brush out of view...could it be TOM?
We were still having fun when we returned unlocking the treasure chest of imagination and decided to bake. Oh those cookies and muffins were yummy. We were going to read stories, take a bath and bed. Tonight maybe Cole would put Mimi to sleep.
We awakened after 6. We slept in today but wanted to go to the park and maybe take a new path and discover if we could find Tom again. What a park to slide and splash through the puddles and chase for ducks. We were discovering how fun it was to roll down grassy hills after the move from the cement of the city. Time was getting closer to dusk so we loaded up the stroller boys and gear in tow. When we crossed the pedestrian bridge over the marsh we were looking for the short cut. We turned the corner and looked in the distance, Cole shouted," oh my look ". What or who is in the intersection straight ahead? We ditched the short cut and sauntered to the light. Yes, we had found our wild bird he was walking across the road. Where will Tom end up this Thanksgiving?
