Today was too good not to share. We spent the morning at Nursery School's Harvest Day Party--I was psyched just for the photo op but what I didn't expect was the sense of unity and beauty and organization that we experienced. Arrival had that feeling of being at Homecoming or Prom where everyone seemed to be seeing eachother with wonder and new eyes for what transformations had taken place. Manny definitely sensed this, he greeted his friends, "Hi, what are you dressed as?" Different parents were assembling a Harvest Maiden, made of veggies that we were asked to bring. The finished Harvest maiden and a co-op father led the costume parade. The father played the penny whistle as we all paraded to the grove adjacent to the playground. We gathered around the sugar maple and sang songs. Picture 36 kids, 2 hulks, 3 wild things, countless princesses all gathered face-paint garrishly smeared, pouf sleeves askew, taffeta hems dragging in the grass as we sang. We parents also in the circle, patching the gaps, holding ghoul hands and gloved fairy hands, while holding infants and cameras. The parade concluded at the playground where
the kids went town the slide and into a pile of hay, where parents had hidden pumpkins. They emerged from the hay, smiles as wide as the pumpkins themselves. The whole morning was amazing, a mix of loving and thoughtful planning and also a measure of benign neglect. I love how much they include Benici. At snack time he surveys the tables and asks, "Where's my spot?" And of course, he has his pick of seats.
Anyway, we are thrilled to be finding our parenting way with the help of this school community. Some days, we both go to school to pick up or drop off, not wanting to miss a beat. I just looked in on the sleeping pair, Frog and Toad after a long day of bearing the weight of their papier mache heads. We love this work, day in and out with these boys as they leap over from toddlers to what seems like Edmund Hillary.
Frog and Toad feet.
Inside the Harvest Tee Pee built by a Co-op dad.
Frog and toad's unabashed political affiliation. Harvest party at CNS. Manny's the one in a bowtie, top row, fourth from left.
the kids went town the slide and into a pile of hay, where parents had hidden pumpkins. They emerged from the hay, smiles as wide as the pumpkins themselves. The whole morning was amazing, a mix of loving and thoughtful planning and also a measure of benign neglect. I love how much they include Benici. At snack time he surveys the tables and asks, "Where's my spot?" And of course, he has his pick of seats.
Anyway, we are thrilled to be finding our parenting way with the help of this school community. Some days, we both go to school to pick up or drop off, not wanting to miss a beat. I just looked in on the sleeping pair, Frog and Toad after a long day of bearing the weight of their papier mache heads. We love this work, day in and out with these boys as they leap over from toddlers to what seems like Edmund Hillary.
Frog and Toad feet.
Inside the Harvest Tee Pee built by a Co-op dad.
Frog and toad's unabashed political affiliation. Harvest party at CNS. Manny's the one in a bowtie, top row, fourth from left.
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