sick

blue silky blanket, rocking chair

cuddles and kisses and stroking of hair

i don't feel good but I'M NOT SICK

i have four children. like most mothers, i imagine that you dread for your children to get sick. today my youngest is ill. he woke up last night with a fever. we rocked until he went back to sleep and then he woke up at 7 had tylenol and went back to sleep until past 11. he woke up, eyes rimmed with red, body so hot. we rocked.

we had cheeseburgers for dinner, his favourite. he insisted he was eating. he just sat there looking at his food, wanting to eat but not able. finally i carried him away. so this is all i am posting because i must go and rock, and rock, and rock

a few days in hong kong

we have been trying to get our visas completed since we arrived here. thursday we took the kids out of school and went to hong kong to finally get our z visas. we planned on spending the night since we would pick the visas up on friday.

the morning ferry from shekou to hong kong

a little nap before arrival

we checked into our hotel and then headed over to the visa office. we then found out we needed more documentation. we headed back to the hotel to make a plan. it was decided that i would travel back to shekou pick up the documentation, make some copies of larry's work contract, get some extra cash and then go back to the visa office while everyone else headed to disneyland.

i took a taxi to the border crossing and walked across. i just love stepping over the big yellow line that leaves hong kong and places you in mainland china - just a step. i got in the car with the driver only to find no house keys or cell phone in my purse. i had taken my phone out in hong kong due to the fact it doesn't work there. i had checked that i had my keys but they were not in my bag. at the house the driver and i run around trying all the windows to no avail. we finally climb into the back yard - something the kids do daily. the yard is below street level and i really felt old and decrepit making my way down the wall. my driver found a window we could get into and he ever so kindly climbed in and opened the door. i jogged up the stairs and something rattled in my pocket - my keys!! i didn't have the nerve to tell the driver i had them the whole time. he already thinks i am a ditzy westerner, and so what if i am, does everyone need to know?

so i did all i needed headed back to hong kong, ferry was cancelled so went back over the border. it is probably faster anyway. paid my 400 hk dollar fare and turned in my visa info. which i successfully picked up the next day. all the while my family was heartbroken and missing me at disneyland. here is the proof:

i think there is a tear in number 1 daughter's eye.

we must take our picture with marie -for mom. we'll smile even though our hearts are breaking.

i will just pull this out as a little gift for my mom.

i think your mom went that way!


you remind us of our mom, may we have a photo.

too bad they had such a hard time being away from me.

sharing my childhood

one of the things i have enjoyed sharing with my children is literature. is there ever enough time to read all that is good, uplifting, thought-provoking, etc? as a child i had access to many children's classics and one of my fondest memories is sitting by the banks of a small creek that was set a bit behind our home while living in scotland and reading The Wind in the Willows by kenneth grahme. While in hong kong the other day i happened upon an abridged version with artwork by inga moore. i thought i would share the cover of this book with you so you can see some of this beautiful art that so wonderfully captures the magic of this book. i cannot wait to share this with my children!

i am trying to post some pics and such today, but as i cannot locate the cord to my camera this may be tricky. wish me luck.

kid happenings :

remy has a birthday this week. hitting the big twelve. what a milestone! it definitely feels like we are turning the corner and moving into a new phase. sunday was his last sunday in primary sharing time. it is off to young men's. i cannot believe it.

bronwyn and gwendolyn spent their weekend with their new neighborhood friends. a bevy of girls ranging from 4 to 10. they scooter up and down the road, have water fights with the boys across the street, much to the street guards dismay. picnic in the park. they spent all saturday afternoon out and about and at 6 they were still raring to go. i love it!

parrish has some friends on the street aswell. there is tyler and then emma and leslie, twins.
we hosted emma and leslie this weekend. spent time in the park and playing with the doll houses at home. parrish calls this house his new house. i wonder when it will just become home.

check back later for pictures

just thought i would share something fun to kill 2 minutes of down time.

http://www.maninthedark.com/

poetry

i visited my dear blog friend charity today, she shared her poetry, she is a wonderful writer. she also shared a sweet, and innocent poem about those first youthful experiences of love found here.



so in the spirit of love and charity i thought i would post a poem that has always made me catch my breath.

A White Rose

John Boyle O'Reilly (1844-1890)

The red rose whispers of passion,

And the white rose breathes of love;

O the red rose is a falcon,

And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud

With a flush on its petal tips;

For the love that is purest and sweetest

Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

comfort food

conversation with number 2 son this morning.

what would you like for breakfast?

tacos

we can have tacos for dinner. how about pancakes?

no, i want tacos because the sun is out.

truth be told we have had some unorthodox things for breakfast before. ice cream sundaes, strawberry pie, cold pizza. i don't think i want to make tacos this morning though.

what do you like to eat, and at what time?

i like to drink hot chocolate; it makes me feel calm and cozy. even when you cannot survive without your air conditioner, i like to have a hot chocolate with whipped cream on top. i am not so crazy about the marshmallow part except for the fact that it is aesthetically pleasing. maybe it reminds me of fall evenings, football games, childhood, making snowmen?

so tacos for dinner tonight and maybe he can have tacos for breakfast tomorrow!

here is a little jack johnson with a bit of his own comfort food. i personally would forgo the bananas and throw in a handful of nuts. number 2 daughter would like blueberries.

quotes

If we all did the things we are capable of,we would astound ourselves.

Thomas Edison

stressed

just got all the school going ones at my house out the door. very crazy this morning since i was up
late with parrish who was sick and so slept in. this is pretty much how i felt.

i can only hope that once out the door they will arrive at school and breathe a sigh of relief and forget that this is what their mother was like this morning. hopefully i can find a few minutes to feel like this today





but probably not. i dream of going to get my hair washed and all that comes with it. it is such an amazing experience. you lie down and they wash your hair and massage your scalp, followed by a neck, shoulder, arm, and back massage. after they dry and style your hair. so relaxing. the truth is i have 45 minutes to get ready to go look at furniture - mainly shelving, bookshelves, and the like. but for all you stressed and working moms out there here is my kids dream mom. well, maybe it is my dream.

make your own. http://www.cpbintegrated.com/theherofactory/

the return of the neglectful one

i love you all and thank you so much for coming back after my absence. i am now successfully ensconced in expat-ville. it is really nice for my children as there are many children to play with, many of which they were already friends with. the house is large and everyone is loving there space. larry is back to traveling after a month of being home. this of course is usually the biggest change of all for us. we have gotten so accostumed to him being a visitor. it is nice to have him home though and i like having some support.

i will be posting some pictures this week. one is of the movers bringing my refrigerator into the house. there was great debate on how was the best way to do this. it was so funny. there always seems to be great lengthy discussions before decisions. the chinese must think we are strange with our way of quickly summing up the situation and acting.

celebrating my return and the fact that I AM ALIVE. - for those of you who were in fear.