Pine Point school was closed today for parent-teacher conferences. Porter's friend Aithan and his sister Katia were over for the day. I was working in the upstairs office, but even over a long conference-call, I couldn't help but hear the louder tussles outside in the back yard. Four strong-willed and stubborn kids, two fifth-graders a third-grader and a second-grader -- squealing happily, hollering in outrage, screaming in mock terror, raging about some violation of the rule or spirit of the "leaf monster" game. Cracking out in laughter at another story of Aithan's.
I remember that everything important I learned about politics and people I learned among the kids of my neighborhood in what is now called (somewhat sadly) unstructured play.
They had a great time and are lobbying hard for a sleep-over.