Random Notes

Spent the morning helping Emma's teacher by videotaping her lesson, so she can submit it for a class she's taking.

It's weird to be silently holding the camera and watching someone else work, witnessing them being them, doing what they do, all purposeful and intent, while I can barely stand up, still basically wearing my pajamas and never having the kind of career path that kept me in one place for longer than a year. It's like wildlife photography for me, seeing someone else's life, curious, fun and strange.

But then these kids - I guess this is my career. I've been Momish for 10 years. I have been silently (and yellishly) shaping the kids, in one place, for 10 whole years. No wonder I'm shocked when, after all this time, they argue so much. This is a GREAT PLACE, I feel like telling them. Being 10 and 8, being home with your mom and dad, this is wide open space. Sure, it's annoying when someone shrieks in your ear or sits in your spot where you like to eat breakfast, or shoves to the front seat or slaps you because slapping makes a great noise.

I don't know what my point is. There's an awful lot of yelling at this stage. Used to be just me yelling, now I have a yelling chorus. So it's hard to hear over the din and the psychological drama.

I'm gonna keep hanging on and watching, and guiding. Just cause, you know, maybe it's a great thing.

ps. I did get a glue gun the other day. If you have $3 bucks, it's an awesome thing to buy. Stayed up way too late gluing flowers onto barettes. I'm gonna be that guy at the park that whittles things. The glue gun is my New Love.