Wednesday, January 8, 2014

We Thought It Was Chicken Pox

Actually I thought it was a little rash, bug bites....you know. The typical, "Hey. It's New Year's Eve. I'm sure you're fine. Here. Let's put some hydrogen peroxide on it and watch it bubble up all white-like." When I DID talk with the pediatric nurse and she ever so politely encouraged me to come into the back door of the clinic so as not to expose other children. Absolutely!! Emily - in her super English with some Chinglish mingled in...thereby blurring some vocabulary words....said, "Am I exposive to those other children?" She might've even said, "explosive", but I was sorta chuckling and missed the clarity of the moment. But...our pediatrician was not in, and the nurse talked to another doc. They said by the description it sounded like chicken pox. Nope. Shingles. Surprise. Surprise. Not too common in kiddos. One adoptive parent made this comment,"Well. You've likely just found out some history about Emily's past. Probably had the chicken pox because shingles come AFTER the virus has been in one's body." Interesting. Another little mis-slip in language - by Emily - was when Skipper kept taunting her with the little ditty about kissing. Ick - per Em. She said, "He keeps saying this, MOMMA, -- Emily and somebody sittin' in a tree K-i-s-s-i-n-g First comes love Then comes marriage He said then comes a baby in a stroller." Hmmmmm. Don't think that's the exact ending. Cute. But not exact. Maybe carriage? Skipper and Michael (my brothers/their mischievous uncles) were here for the holidays, and boy oh boy...the girls LOVED having them here. The guys tend the run the course of teasing them, taking them to the park to walk, catering to their every need, burping in front of them, and deliberately avoiding the King's English. Role models gone to seed. Michael - with his hot sauce on everything self - is very intuitive to Molly, how she might feel, what she might like. He's gonna make SURE there are cucumbers in the house for HER! He is the one that discovered she likes them, and he wants to be sure she feels "a part" and loved. He does a GREAT job at just that. He and Molly and Emily got on the computer one evening while Michael ("One Who is Like the Lord")pulled up a Mandarin Chinese language site and tried his hand at a little Chinese speaking. Molly would just laugh and laugh. Emily rolled her eyes. He best stick to southern U.S. lingo and burping. Skipper tells Emily she needs to rub his "piggies" a.k.a. toes/feet. He goes on teasing her that Jesus washed the disciples feet, and she needed to reach out in love to him and do the same....with a slight massaging. Her reply, "If you want your piggies rubbed, you need to become a disciple!" Molly enjoyed the holidays. Dawg gone it. She's finished Little House in the Big Woods, and as of today finished Little House on the Prairie. IN ENGLISH. She has the complete set - as does Miss Em. (Remember: If 1's good, 2's better!) BOTH sets have been gifts to the girls. Ain't too bad completing those 2 books in a matter of 5-ish weeks....along with homework, piano lessons, and physical therapy. Oh. My brothers' King's English departure has tainted my mind. I said "ain't". Did attend a funeral. Precious time of remembrance for a wonderful friend's father - who was a husband, brother, community member, world impacter who left us too soon. But at the funeral...well... I'd been eating such a strange combination of foods over the holidays that as I sat in the quiet church before the service started.....my stomach started making noises. It sounded like a kitten meowing or something similar. The older gentleman sitting in front of me turned around to sorta look past my direction. I just sat there like a knot on a log with the posture of, "I didn't hear anything." I told friends, later, that I should've turned around and looked, too. You know. Giving the impression I wondered WHERE that sound was coming from also. Our days are wonderful. We have reasons to thank the Lord for His provisions of healing and wholeness. "Bless the Lord, O my soul, O my soul. Worship His Holy name. Sing like never before - O my soul. Worship His Holy name."

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