Saturday, February 13, 2010

Scenes from our house







If you'd been able to peek through the windows of our house these past two weeks, you would've seen a dizzying variety of experiences.

First, you would have seen me staring at the computer as I learned via e-mail that my friend, former co-worker and museum curator extraordinaire Kim had finally succumbed to ovarian, lung, and brain cancer. Her friends and family in Canada celebrated her life at a memorial service that I was not able to attend. But, in a divine coincidence, a mini-reunion of other museum friends was planned for that same weekend in our city. It was good to be together, talk about her, and remember all the people that made the museum such an incredible place to work.

A second look would've shown you an elaborate indoor picnic complete with fake food, doll house, kleenex, and more. Fun things happen when I have appointments and Anya Rashi stays home with Daddy . . .

But a night-time look in our window would've found two bleary-eyed parents and one sick little girl. Anya Rashi brought us a parenting first: our very first ear infection in 9 years as parents! She had a wicked cough -- so severe that she vomited 5 times in 24 hours from the violent coughing spasms. She's all better now, but the experience definitely left an impact: this morning, she was playing dolls, and placed a toy cup on her baby's lap "because my dolly might throw up from her coughs."

You would've seen more than a few laughs resulting from Aaron and Nathan creating a rock band starring their littlest stuffed animals. They taped spoons on for guitars, stood a pencil on end for a microphone, and used tiny medicine measuring cups to make a drum set. (Not to be outdone, Anya Rashi taped a serving spoon onto her stuffed jaguar. She wasn't quite sure why, but wanted to be part of the action.) The band's name: PET ROCK.

You would've witnessed a few tears when our beloved parakeet Cletus passed away. Afflicted with parakeet obesity, a grumpy disposition, and gender confusion (long-time readers of this blog may remember a visit to the vet where we discovered Cleo was, in fact, not a girl), Cletus died peacefully in his cage on a Saturday afternoon. That was actually an answer to my maternal prayers that we would not discover him deceased on a school morning . . . because my sweet sons cried their eyes out. We put him in an old 1-lb. chocolate box on a bed of bird seeds, and the boys had the brilliant idea to put their school photos in with Cletus. We tied on a silk flower and satin ribbon . . . but we live in Wisconsin, so we can't bury him until the ground thaws. You may be horrified to know that Cletus is currently resting in peace in his casket, wrapped in two plastic bags, IN MY FREEZER. This is not what you think about when you become a parent (and a germophobic one at that).

Another look through the window would show this mother learning some simple theology from her 3-year-old. When she prays, she has her own very touching way of beginning. After hearing us say "Dear Lord . . . ", she put her own spin on it by saying "Lord, dear, . . ." It sounds like she's having tea with Him and is about to ask Him to pass the sugar. Strangely, her little phrase has had a profound effect on me -- it's definitely made me think about how intimate I can be with Jesus, even to the point of calling Him "dear."

If you had peeked through the window this Friday evening, you would have seen us celebrating Valentine's Day a bit early. Peter is a wonderful husband and father -- each year, he takes the kids on a little shopping trip in the quest to teach the boys to be good husbands, and to teach Anya Rashi how she should expect to be treated by her future husband. The kids choose something small for me (one year it was a huge fake amethyst costume ring, once it was a bottle of perfume, once a cotton shirt), while I make a special dinner that we eat by candlelight. This year, we followed up with dancing in the kitchen (and teaching the boys how to cut in politely!).

What's the favorite scene from your house so far this month?

9 comments:

The Pfeiffer Family said...

Nancy, thank you for the glimpse through your windows. What a precious family you have! I loved reading about all the memories and experiences your family has had this last month. Keep making the memories that is what it is all about. These are what last forever.

April :-)

Jan said...

Oh my, you write with such vivid descriptions that I felt as if I was there with you. So Nancy, dear, could you pass the sugar???

Pam said...

nancy, that was an awesome post. Loved feeling like I was hanging out with your family!! cool!!

Jeff and Leslie said...

You should buy some blinds, LOL!

So sorry to hear about the loss of your friend. It sounds as if she was loved by many. Her memory makes you stronger.

Pet Rock...I love it!

Poor little Anya Rashi. Manu has been afflicted with non-stop sinus infections lately, so we can relate...unfortunately.

Hey, Daddy time rocks! No matter what mess gets left behind, LOL!

Happy Valentines Day you guys!

Julie & Patrick said...

I love hearing about the imaginative places the kids' minds will take you and that the parents are willing to go along for the ride. So sorry to hear about your friend and that Anya Rashi has been sick. Oh, and RIP Cletus...losing a loved pet is never easy.

Julie R

jasonliberty said...

Nancy, your post made me feel as if I was watching "Pet Rock" and Tea with Jesus. What precious memories you are making with your family.

God Bless
Liberty

Four..and ONE from India said...

Love the Dear Lord part,sorry about the birdie. We've been thru this numerous times:) Never easy on the kids,our problem is we can't keep them long enough to get attached.:( Sounds like you had a great Valentines Day.:) Gidget:)

theheartofachild said...

Here's our snag...didn't know how much I dare say on my blog! The orphanage license has evidentially expired. They are calling it the "domestic license" have you heard of that?! The CARA website says the RIPA license is good until Aug of 2010, so I am confused! They said CARA issued a letter to the judge on our behalf stating that we were submitted b/f the license was expired and asking him to proceed. Waiting on his response! THanks for praying!
Jenny

SarahinOK said...

Love the tea with Jesus imagery.

I wanted to check with you on something else too. Do you know the blogs of anyone else ahead of us in line? I'd love to follow along if they have one- but don't know who does/doesn't at this point.

Looking forward to forward movement for all of us soon!