it turned into a beautiful surprise, yesterday. sheila came to the studio with the boys for a rainy saturday visit. the boys watched some star wars while we tried on tunics and talked and drank our coffee. and then all four of us wandered around the studio house, where they had lived until flynn was almost 2. he loves to hear the stories even if he doesn't remember living there. we chatted, looked at art, jee acted out imaginary school scenarios (he goes to school in september and has taken to raising his hand to ask questions or point out interesting tidbits). an hour or so into the visit flynn said 'i'm getting hungry but i'm afraid to say anything because i don't want to leave'. he's 9 1/2. we have a special love. he stayed with me during the days when sheila worked, from the time he was 2 months old until school started. she would hand him over the fence and we would have blissfully fun days together. and now he's big, but the bond is strong. so we all marched through the rainy yard in the back kitchen door at our house. there was maki i made the night before and i had pasta and cucumbers and fruit. we slapped together a lunch. but when it was time to go, flynn was still loathe to leave. so he spent the rest of the afternoon with me and what i thought would be a studio day, turned into my favorite thing in the world.....a flynn day. chatting. running errands. just enjoying being in each others atmosphere. and when we were leaving to take him home, i explained that now as he was getting bigger, i didn't want to push myself into his world. that i will always love our time together, but as he gets bigger, he might not find it as fun, and he'll need to tell me when he feels like one of our days. he thought for a second and then said, 'well you can know for sure that for the next year at least, i'll still find it fun'. ah, flynn!
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