Today at the FPL we tried out a new game from our stack ‘o games. All are missing a few pieces. This one, Quirkle, should have had 108 pieces. It had 104, which I’d call statistically complete, so we gathered around the folding tables and began matching colors and shapes (Mr. John claims he was whupping the rest of us when, for some reason there was a sudden desire in the group to go outside).
I grabbed our least-flat basketball and we started a game of Horse (BIll, the pump you so graciously sent has vanished, probably our own darned fault). While Klark, Olivia, Brianna, Vivienne and I were playing a pair brothers on a bike and a skateboard tooled up and down the street adding conversation. Then Ariana walked by with her parents. She ended up coming inside with us for the weekly project, which was a sad one. A neighbor died recently and we wanted to send something to his daughter to tell her a little about his life here so we began a large poster with drawings of things from the neighborhood: the basketball hoop, a palm tree, the food pantry, cats, a cheerful figure holding up a sign saying her dad was the best. It will take us another gathering to finish it and we hope to add notes from neighbors sharing their memories.
I had baked cupcakes so the kids decorated them–we have a near record number and variety in the sprinkle department (who decided that tiny, brightly colored chicklets are good cake decorations?). The kids ate some and brought some home for family. Another fine gathering at the FPL.