Bus Stop

Made dinner with Sierra tonight as Paloma watered and sang to our garden on the upstairs deck.  When it came time to eat we decided to eat on the deck.  As we sat, ate and talked at one point the bus pulled up to the bus stop right in front of our house.  Six young kids ran across the street to catch the bus, two girls and four boy, ranging in age from four years old to maybe eleven years old.  I sat quietly watching the three older boys together help each other put their bikes on the front rack of the bus.  Two worked side by side to pull down the bike rack as the other held the bikes.  Then two of the boys would grab a bike on each end and heave it up on to the rack, one by one. Quietly and quickly they worked together.  Sierra watched with me and said "Where is their mother?"  I smiled at her and said "Well she is probably really busy at work so she can make sure they have a home and food, so those kids have learned to do a lot on their own, together."  She thought for a second then gave me a little side smile and said "I see."