Life: Idiotropic

I remember when I was about five, my best friend moved away. His name was Jason and he had a really cool house and a dog and a sit-and-spin. He was the first person I ever cried over. And I absolutely bawled.

So it hurts me now to see my little girl going through those same pains with a little boy that she loves. Nevan is her best friend and his last day of school is tomorrow. She's cried over him three nights now. Tonight she made a card for him. She wrote inside, "I really miss you. I love you" and she drew a picture of the two of them together.

Saturday was his birthday party and a time for all his friends to say good-byes. They had it at the bowling ally on base, so when they weren't bowling, they played on the big climbing structure inside. Nevan had a race track cake with cars on it and made the funniest face when he accidentally chomped down on a certs mint that his mom had used in decorating it. He's a great kid. I think I'll even miss him. He's one of those great personalities that just brightens up a room and makes everyone laugh.

He's moving to Oklahoma though... we might see him again. That's what I'm telling Arianna. She can write to him and send cards and email. And, in a few years, she just might see him again. We hope so.

Luci tried bowling that day and surprised me by how she took to it. Now she wants to bowl every week. Arianna can only handle bowling about 4 frames, so she started, got tired, and then Luci finished. I think Luci enjoys it more. Poor Arianna tried to throw the ball. It went part way down, then slowed down, came to a brief stop, then started rolling back towards her. Bowling is just not her thing.