A tid and a bit

No one could have explained what it feels like to watch your baby walk INTO the room. There is a clash of pride and sorrow.

We took Greydon to his first carnival. We rode the train, I was scared I was going to bust the little hitch that was keeping our little car attached, or flip the thing backwards maiming the kid sitting in the front half our little car. The thing was made of tinfoil but I didn't quite trust that Greydon would just sit down for the whole ride... I perched with one cheek on the side of the seat the whole time tring to keep this big boy over the axle as much as possible.

He also loved the swing ride. I am very glad he looks like me, because he certainly didn't get that from me. Kristen and I figured he was still too small for the bouncy cage thing. Aunt Ang gave it a try anyway. He loved the idea of it but I think we'll wait until next year's b-day to rent one of our own.

I'm excited and sad for next weekend. It will be my last ballroom concert at Lehi, maybe for a long time. I have a huge belief in the power of a simple ballroom class to empower youth. There's something about connecting with eachother, set to music in a world ruled by chivalry that is impossible to explain unless you've been there. I would vote that it be less competitive in this valley, it seems a shame to taint such a great coming together of humanity and art with trophies and places. Still, I've had such a great irreplaceable opportunity to be creative and foster the creativity of so many. It will be sad to see it end. Every year I know the concert will be better than anything that has preceded it. Again, I am so proud that the kids have by far reached amazing and new heights. Now if I can keep from hyperventilating until it is over...

Redbox. Sometime there is nothing. A collection of yuck that no one else wanted. Then sometimes there are about three things that all seem worth watching for a dollar. Sometimes I have been incorrect. Sometimes.. perhaps tonight, I realize that I just paid more than a buck because it's been 5 days and I just saw the last one still sitting next to the TV... Redbox Redbox Redbox...

You know when you wake up peacefully, with some light streaming through the windows, birds singing in the background, stretching and breathing in deeply to start a new day that in any second the pure terror will set in that this is just wrong and the alarm clock should have scared you to death awake a long time ago.


I've seen my new classroom... it's big, and light and new and perfect...