At lunchtime we drove to a Title I school across the neighborhood that serves free meals to kids. The kids talked about who knows what and laughed their way through lunch together. We were easily the most festive table in the joint. Our own self-contained party.
After lunch we went to the school playground. The kids worked to balance themselves on a teeter-totter. Does Roscoe and Haley equal Logan, Levi, and Jesse? They tried combination after combination. What if Levi sits behind Logan with Jesse on his lap? They never did get it perfectly balanced. And I know why.
There's still one missing. One little face who, once we finally see it, we'll know is as essential to our group as any of the others. Then we'll realize that this sense of someone missing we've had while Roscoe was gone has really been with us all the while.