"We are not healers, we are not reconcilers; we are sinful, broken and vulnerable people who need as much care as anyone we care for. The mystery of ministry is that we have been chosen to make our limited and very conditional love the gateway for the unlimited and unconditional love of God" -Henry Nouwen



Monday, December 20, 2010

First Weekend in America

Well, let me quickly run you through Losha's first weekend in America......

Friday night I had grand plans of taking him to Tanglewood, but that just didn't happen. We ended up watching Toy Story 3 (very cute, by the way) and then we had a couple of visitors, so we just had an evening in- staying up late watching Disney/Pixar movies back-to-back. He seems most comfortable at our house, just laying on the couch covered up with a blanket and a Dr. Pepper in his hand!

Saturday morning I let him sleep in. I wrapped Christmas gifts and when I woke him up about 9- he was cuddling his teddy bear, fast asleep. Totally melted my heart. He had a cinnamon roll for breakfast and spent the morning watching American Gladiators- which he loved! We took him to Foard's wrestling tournament (John had to work it anyways). He wasn't too impressed and to be honest, I'm pretty sure he was completely overwhelmed by all the bigger American kids. He turned on his "shy mode" and barely said a word, wouldn't eat lunch, etc...After lunch we went up to Boone, thinking he would love the mountains as much as we do. So not the case! We did buy him some things for Christmas- which took FOREVER because the kid is sooooo picky about what types of clothes he likes. It seemed like everything we suggested got the "russian snarl" where his upper lip curled up in disgust. Its hard to get frustrated with him though, because then he would giggle when I rolled my eyes at him. We took him to Mast General Store's Candy Barrel- again with the snarl. He put back the basket I gave him, so I politely took it and began to fill it up. We had dinner at Our Daily Bread (our favorite in Boone) and he ate pretty good. He snarled at the broccoli soup, but ate his turkey and bacon sandwich like it was going out of style. And he had 3 Dr. Peppers- BIG rookie parent mistake. Like I said, he LOVES Dr. Pepper and refers to it as "Pep-air". John broke the ice with a smelly fart on the ride home and he thought that was THE funniest thing. He cackled for 5 minutes while holding his nose :) After a quick visit to John's grandpaw in the hospital and introducing him to my Frye nursery girls, we stopped by John's parent's house for a quick visit. He entered "shy mode" again and barely said a word. We went home and within 5 minutes the kid was bouncing of the walls- literally. The dogs were going crazy too and Losha was squealing, running, bouncing from the couch to the floor, laughing, yelling, etc. We had to make him go to bed-usually he is ready- but not Saturday night. And he gave me teenage attitude about his church clothes. He insisted on wearing jeans and that just wasn't gonna fly with me. I'm old school and still believe in dressing up for church. And guess what- I won that battle!

Sunday morning we took him to church, looking all cute in his khakis, dress-shirt and new sweater. Again, he tried to wear his new Nike shoes- and again, I won that battle and he wore dress shoes. I'm not sure how he liked church- I decided to not ask him just yet....I know he enjoyed the singing because he was craning his neck to get a better view. The rest of Sunday afternoon was busy visiting our family- and he was getting really tired of this until I explained to him that our family all wanted to meet him....and that he was a celebrity! His attitude immediately changed and he was OK with it :) We went to my parents house for a cookout and he ate really well- he loves hamburgers, hot dogs, coleslaw, and chips. I had to take the chips away from him because he got into them while we were fixing everything and almost ate the whole bag while slurping down his Dr. Pepper. We went back home and all got our baths. He made himself at home on our couch curled up with a blanket and Tater, and watched a movie while John did the budget and I cleaned up the kitchen.

Today he is with my parents and my sister and brother-in-law and nephew. When I called to check on him, I was told he was fine and was chasing Garrett (nephew) around and playing with him. He had already had several cups of Dr. Pepper and seemed to be just fine.....

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