(note to RSS readers: I'll be updating these pages with cooler pictures as others send them in... check back for updates!) Aaaaah, to be around unschooling romance... it just makes every little thing right in my world. This is why we love our kids the way we do, the reason we congregate with folks who love their kids this way... we know others will love our kids this way too. This Way. For whom they are. Grateful and Welcoming of the Gifts of their very Presence. I love others' children. I do. Sometimes even in a covetous way. Be Proud. I see the true Spirit because the view is unencumbered by arbitrary social ickiness. Our playground is open and Free. Skinned knees and bruises are lovingly cared for, as are sad hearts and tears. I'm truly in love with so, so many folks after this experience... it's like I was right *ding* My heart stretched and stretched and withstood such incredible loss, in order to make room for all the LOVE that needs to pour through me now.
Fergus and I began our dance upon his arrival. I was determined to win him over by the end of the weekend. I got some coaching from Effie, who jumped right in and played Bratz with me and introduced me to her friends and decorated my nametag and was instrumental in the first physical contact... which occurred during this hair decorating part of the pipecleaner funshop, just before Scott Noelle's talk and after I'd survived my own. I chose my new hand-holding buddy over the new guru - I came away with the biggest blessing :) 
Then Kyle found me in the hallway and we promptly fell in love. I got lots of hugs and great stories every time our paths crossed. Shining Brightly these kids... How could you NOT be in love for the entire weekend? (baby Vivian pointed and pouted when Marty left the pool on that first night...
she could feel the love!)
Then there's the young love... I only took a few pictures, but they're so sweet! How can you not envision those free and well-loved babies they'd have :::sigh:::
And here it comes, the real reason I love, love, love, love, love being around these folk: I did say to one particular teen at one particular whiny point in time, "Witty and Charming. You wanna win? Witty and Charming! This whiny crap is NOT attractive!" and went back about my business of having a great time with my super cool friends. I guess it was exactly what needed to be said. Win-Win-Win. The best part, these friends know they are Free to say to me exactly what needs to be said exactly when it needs to be said, as well. Super Win-Win-Win.
Fergus and I began our dance upon his arrival. I was determined to win him over by the end of the weekend. I got some coaching from Effie, who jumped right in and played Bratz with me and introduced me to her friends and decorated my nametag and was instrumental in the first physical contact... which occurred during this hair decorating part of the pipecleaner funshop, just before Scott Noelle's talk and after I'd survived my own. I chose my new hand-holding buddy over the new guru - I came away with the biggest blessing :) 
Then Kyle found me in the hallway and we promptly fell in love. I got lots of hugs and great stories every time our paths crossed. Shining Brightly these kids... How could you NOT be in love for the entire weekend? (baby Vivian pointed and pouted when Marty left the pool on that first night...
she could feel the love!)
Then there's the young love... I only took a few pictures, but they're so sweet! How can you not envision those free and well-loved babies they'd have :::sigh:::
And here it comes, the real reason I love, love, love, love, love being around these folk: I did say to one particular teen at one particular whiny point in time, "Witty and Charming. You wanna win? Witty and Charming! This whiny crap is NOT attractive!" and went back about my business of having a great time with my super cool friends. I guess it was exactly what needed to be said. Win-Win-Win. The best part, these friends know they are Free to say to me exactly what needs to be said exactly when it needs to be said, as well. Super Win-Win-Win.
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