bright eyes of a two year old

it is an amazing day here…but i am inside trying to avoid the pollen. some how after being away for a year in colorado, i have returned to virginia and developed allergies. they suck. last night i tossed and turned in my hot room, unwilling to open the window and too close to falling asleep (or not fed up enough) to get up and turn on the AC. not to mention that having the AC on when it is so perfect outside feels incredibly wasteful. After a full night internally debate to this effect I awoke exhausted. Yet a few minutes in class with two and three year olds changed that quickly enough. i've worked often with this group over the year. they are growing quickly. a few had lost their baby bodies since last i was in their class…they are staring to look like little people. it is a good age for children…young enough to still really want to cuddle, but independent enough to want to try things alone. it was a good day.

the weekend passed quickly. we had friends in town, and though they were suppose to stay thru sunday something came up and they left early saturday. what that something was is still unknown to jason or myself. it leaves me with an odd unsettled feeling. when they called to say they were leaving (they were staying at a hotel for a conference here in charlottesville) everything felt very odd and rushed. they didn't even want to meet for a quick bite before the drive home. it was quick, impersonal, and not at all like these friends. it felt really off, making Jason and me both wonder incessantly what was going on. not the most helpful thing to do on a beautiful sunday. the realistic and practical part of me knows it is one of those situations where we will probably never really know what happened to cause the sudden departure, where we are taking it to heart when the likelihood is it had nothing to do with us, and where having an intelligent mind makes life far harder than it needs to be. of course that is the practical part of my mind…and that part isn't always in control.