A couple of weeks ago, we took our nine year old son to Ethiopia. There he toured an orphanage that reminded me of Auschwitz. He met a boy whose mother died on his 6th birthday, at which point he lived on the streets until he came to into the orphanage. He saw children wearing literally rags, with empty bellies, who had no idea where their next meal would come from.
We did this to try and give him some perspective on his life, and all his blessings.
We did this so that if, for instance, he were playing a video game on a Kindle that cost more than most Ethiopians earn in a year, and he spent a lot of time building a house in Minecraft, and it somehow disappeared, he would not burst into tears and say, "It's not fair! I hate my life!"
That "a man is going to put new things in my house."
You are going to live "for 10 weeks" in Austin. Glad it's only a temporary stay! I had no idea!
He has three grandmothers, "Gigi, Great-grandmother and Mimi."
Great-grandmother is "in Heaven with Jesus."
I teased him about his boiled eggs that they were dinosaur eggs, dog eggs, etc. He frowned and told me that "No! Birds have eggs! NOT ANIMALS!"
He has been funny and enjoys a laugh when I tease him and has been a very sweet kid.
again - but Steph. had told me that Meyer Branch Library was having
story time at 1:30 and that there was going to be a juggler! So Dad and I
took Ike and met her and the juggler looked a bit like Dick Van Dyke
(about aged 50+) and used to work in Vegas and at first I thought....Oooooooooooooooooooo....he wore a jester's hat and shirt and made a lot of crazy faces right off the bat. Kind of you know...creepy.
But he got better and better as time went on and
actually rode on a unicycle and THEN actually balanced it ON HIS CHIN
while juggling three of those longish juggling things! He did a magic
trick with scarves and had all these little kids hootin' and hollarin'!
Ike was amazed! Hattie, Ike and Mary Ellen all got to do something and
virtually all of the kids old enough at least tossed him a cloth ball to
juggle or something. Ike tossed him a scarf back. It was really quite a
Later I took Ike to the mall and he was not at all interested in
the play area. Too many kids, too big and noisy and all of that. So we
had lunch and watched the ice skaters (Memorial City Mall) and on the
way home he said such a funny thing.
"Bicycles don't have ONE wheel! They have TWO wheels!" He had been mulling that over for hours.
He said that his Mom and Dad and siblings could all ice skate. "But not Gigi or Mimi. They would fall down."
He has appreciated his daily gifts and actually I just remembered to give him the Wednesday one. I will do that in a while.
"I wish we were rich."
"I wish birds didn't poop. They poop on cars and on windows! Eeeewweeee.......!"
Eva Rose: So...how does the baby come out of the mommy? Me: It comes out of the mommy's vagina. Eva Rose: What's that? Me: A hole down there. Eva Rose: A hole down where? Me: Down here. Eva Rose: (startled) OOhhh. How big is the va...gina? Shep (walking in): It's bigger than Texas. Me: What?? Shep: Yeah. It's bigger than Texas. China is WAY bigger than Texas.
Shep had a spelling test and his teacher said to spell his full name - DOH. He totally butchered his middle name Emmanuel. Which led to the revelation that Eva Rose had no idea how to spell her proper name, Evangeline. And don't even ask if Maggie can spell Magdalene!!