A late breaking report from the Front Porch library. I slid back into Tallahassee after leading a second week-long writer’s retreat on St. George Island. I was somewhat relieved to find out that Klark’s birthday party had been moved to the FPL. That meant that Donna was in charge of all the doings, the eatings, the mayhem.
We set up food tables in the driveway–Donna had cooked herself silly. Our library volunteer, Alex, and I set out drawing supplies, and Donna provided what she said was two hours worth of boy entertainment. Nerf guns. She was right. When not eating, the boys shot at each other and tore around. I think they burned off all the calories they took in.
The girls were more circumspect. They drew, took walks around the neighborhood, talked–and ate.
Alex drew with Diesel. Diesel was the one boy who wanted to draw more than nerf. What a beautiful unicorn, rainbow picture! He explained that the foot of the rainbow was outside the frame of the picture, if only we could see it.
Next week it will be business as usual at the FPL, but what a great party it was. Thanks to Donna for letting me rest my weary self.