Monday was an absolutely beautiful day that, unfortunately, turned bad. Aleksey got in that morning only to discover that the court lady was wrong. She had told him court decree would be done Monday, but it actually wasn’t until Tuesday. It really didn’t make a difference for us that it wasn’t done until Tuesday because we couldn’t do anything with it until that day anyways. He may have waited to arrive until Tuesday, but otherwise it didn’t matter. I know God made that happen so Aleksey would be here for Monday night. I have no doubt about that.
We grabbed lunch, he ran to court for awhile, then we went to the orphanage to visit. I played some cards with Mi$ha, other friends came in and out, V*ktor played some Angry Birds. We left to go get V*ktor’s passport photo and he got back a little late. It was a pretty low-key but fun visit! There is a beautiful hill in town that has a cross and a lot of little buildings with paintings of the road to Calvary. I had really wanted to go up there before now, but I knew I couldn’t get C up and down the hill. So, Aleksey and I headed up there to take some pictures and see the city (he pushed the stroller and carried her when the path ran out). It was really neat. If you haven’t already, check out the pictures in my album. Gorgeous place!
After supper, we went back to the hotel. I put C in her pajamas and had just made some tea. I was holding it, but sat it right in front of me to grab something else. She moved so fast and pulled the scalding tea down on her. It spilled on her leg and feet. Since she was wearing footie pajamas it just held the hot water on her until I could get them off. I called for Aleksey and I put her in the bathtub with cold water. It was clear her leg was turning very red and starting to peel. So, I told him we needed to get to the hospital. Poor C was really upset at first, but she wasn’t even crying by that time which was actually a little concerning. I wrapped her in a wet towel, he grabbed something cold from downstairs (couldn’t even tell you what it was), and we raced for a taxi. The hospital seemed like an office building more than a hospital, but the actual room where we went was clean and looked like a normal hospital emergency room. They gave her a shot of something and wrapped her legs up. Aleksey said we were being sent to the Children’s hospital, so he went back to the hotel to get a few things. He kept asking me if I needed anything, and I was thinking “what could I possibly need?” He realized I wasn’t getting it, so he sat down and told me that she (and I) had to stay there for 7-10 days. REALLY? Wow- what an awful feeling! Aleksey said that he couldn’t stay once they checked her in, and I was about in tears thinking of being there alone and unable to communicate with them. I couldn’t wrap my head around having to stay in a Ukrainian hospital for that long - or that this burn was that bad! So, I just took it one moment at a time. They put us in a car with a nurse and driver to make the trip to the town an hour and 15 minutes away. C slept the whole way, I called Brian, and I prayed that they were wrong and it wasn’t that bad.
When we arrived (at another place resembling an old office building but bigger than the last one), the nurse went in search of a doctor, who came quickly. Aleksey talked to him and the nurse for a few minutes and then they wanted to take C into a room away from me. I almost lost it then, but I couldn’t really do anything about it. I’m soooooo thankful I wasn’t there alone! We sat and listened to her cry from the other room - which was really awful. When they came out and gave her to me, they talked to Aleksey for awhile. She stopped crying as soon as they gave her back to me. It was 2nd degree burns 3%. So, they said we could take her and come back in the morning. I can’t even begin to tell you how relieved I was that she didn‘t have to stay overnight.
We rode back to town and Aleksey went in a pharmacy to get whatever they had prescribed. I really think it was just Ibuprofen (which I had), but that’s okay. She was really tired and settled to sleep. I would hope so since it was 2AM!
Saying that Tuesday was a long day is a ridiculous understatement. It was exhausting!!!
We left early heading to the doctor in M City. They took her back in the same room, and she cried again. Torture to listen to that - even though I think it was mostly being scared. After that, we went to S City for the birth certificate. The lady insisted that we needed another document. Seriously? So, we went the hour and a half back to P. Aleksey ran in for the document, and we headed back. When we finally got the birth certificate it was 3pm and we hadn’t eaten all day. I fed C some baby food earlier, so she was fine. We ate at a diner, then we went back to M where there was another document to file. They were open until 6pm which was a really good thing! That’s when we hit a snag. In any other town, this document should take a day at the most. They said they won’t have it until Monday. So, that just added a week to our timeline, and that’s IF they even have it done on Monday. So much for getting home next week L
Once we got back to town, we stopped at the orphanage to say hi to V. Then, we got back to the hotel after 7. Can’t even remember for sure what time it was. After eating lunch so late, we decided supper was cookies. C stayed up really late after sleeping so much in the taxi.
C is such a tough kid. She doesn’t even cry about it (except when they change her bandages), and she still happily totters around. The problem is that when she walks around, the bandages come off her feet. Just praying that the latest wrapping job was good and will stay awhile! Thank you to those of you who were praying for C’s healing. It really means a lot to us, and He has His hand in the situation.
Monday, March 11, 2013
3-6-13 Misha and Tshirts
It has been a very eventful 3 days, and I’ll get to that. First, I want to tell you about V*ktor’s friend Mi$ha and how you can continue to be a part of caring for orphans even after V*ktor is home.
Mi$ha is a quiet, reserved kid at first. Once you have some one-on-one time with him, though, he will open up. When he does, you will see a kind, gentle boy who's really helpful and wonderful with kids. He is SERIOUSLY amazing big brother material. We have spent a lot of time with him in the last few weeks. Chella took to him very quickly. He loved showing her attention, pushing her in the stroller, and helping any way that he could. It's no surprise that he's great with little kids. He has a younger sister, Miro$a, who says that he's a really good brother. (She is not available for hosting at this time since she already has plans this summer. They would need to stay together if adopted.) One day, I ran into Mirosa's teacher and immediately upon mentioning him, she said "Oh yes, Mi$ha is a good boy."
Mi$ha likes playing soccer. He prefers forward and is pretty good! One of the things he said he liked about his country was that he played in a large tournament in the nation's capital. He really wants to come to America. He would like swimming, bike-riding, just getting to see America, studying English, and of course he'd like to play some soccer while he's here. When asked what he would like to be when he grows up, Mi$ha responded that he might like to sell cars (he really likes cars) or play soccer. He said what he would most like to do is be an American soldier. He is a respectful, polite, well-behaved boy who would love to have a family.
I could go on about Mi$ha, but that information is a good start. Like I said before, he is very much like V*ktor. I’m sure that’s why they’re such good friends. V*ktor has now left the orphanage, and 2 of Mi$ha’s other roommates are already selected for summer hosting. I will do everything I can to make sure he is not left behind this summer. If you are interested in hosting, that’s awesome! You can apply at the New Horizons website, and hopefully you will tell me, too!
Hosting will give him a chance to see the country, be a part of a family, and maybe even see V*ktor while he’s here! He really wants to be adopted. By hosting, even if you don’t plan on adopting, you increase his chance significantly. Right now, he has less than 1% chance of being adopted. Being hosted increases that chance by 60%. - whether through the hosting family, a relative, a friend, or someone else who meets him while he’s here.
I promised V*ktor that I would do everything I can to get Mi$ha to America. Right now, we are facing a big delay which will be more money for our adoption. I know God will provide it.
Before we found out about the delay, we had decided to sell the rest of the T-shirts and put the money towards Mi$ha’s hosting scholarship. This will increase the chance a family will pick him since part of the fees are covered by the scholarship. That hasn’t changed. “Bring V*ktor Home” T-shrts are available for a free-will donation. You can let me know what size you want and then make the donation directly to his scholarship on New Horizons website. He is E081. www.newhorizonsforchildren.org
If you don’t have a T-shirt, this will be last chance!!! Show your support of V*ktor by having a shirt and support his friend all at the same time!! Below is a list of the sizes I have left. As orders are received, I will change this so it will be current.
7-XL 5-L 3-M 20-S
Mi$ha is a quiet, reserved kid at first. Once you have some one-on-one time with him, though, he will open up. When he does, you will see a kind, gentle boy who's really helpful and wonderful with kids. He is SERIOUSLY amazing big brother material. We have spent a lot of time with him in the last few weeks. Chella took to him very quickly. He loved showing her attention, pushing her in the stroller, and helping any way that he could. It's no surprise that he's great with little kids. He has a younger sister, Miro$a, who says that he's a really good brother. (She is not available for hosting at this time since she already has plans this summer. They would need to stay together if adopted.) One day, I ran into Mirosa's teacher and immediately upon mentioning him, she said "Oh yes, Mi$ha is a good boy."
Mi$ha likes playing soccer. He prefers forward and is pretty good! One of the things he said he liked about his country was that he played in a large tournament in the nation's capital. He really wants to come to America. He would like swimming, bike-riding, just getting to see America, studying English, and of course he'd like to play some soccer while he's here. When asked what he would like to be when he grows up, Mi$ha responded that he might like to sell cars (he really likes cars) or play soccer. He said what he would most like to do is be an American soldier. He is a respectful, polite, well-behaved boy who would love to have a family.
I could go on about Mi$ha, but that information is a good start. Like I said before, he is very much like V*ktor. I’m sure that’s why they’re such good friends. V*ktor has now left the orphanage, and 2 of Mi$ha’s other roommates are already selected for summer hosting. I will do everything I can to make sure he is not left behind this summer. If you are interested in hosting, that’s awesome! You can apply at the New Horizons website, and hopefully you will tell me, too!
Hosting will give him a chance to see the country, be a part of a family, and maybe even see V*ktor while he’s here! He really wants to be adopted. By hosting, even if you don’t plan on adopting, you increase his chance significantly. Right now, he has less than 1% chance of being adopted. Being hosted increases that chance by 60%. - whether through the hosting family, a relative, a friend, or someone else who meets him while he’s here.
I promised V*ktor that I would do everything I can to get Mi$ha to America. Right now, we are facing a big delay which will be more money for our adoption. I know God will provide it.
Before we found out about the delay, we had decided to sell the rest of the T-shirts and put the money towards Mi$ha’s hosting scholarship. This will increase the chance a family will pick him since part of the fees are covered by the scholarship. That hasn’t changed. “Bring V*ktor Home” T-shrts are available for a free-will donation. You can let me know what size you want and then make the donation directly to his scholarship on New Horizons website. He is E081. www.newhorizonsforchildren.org
If you don’t have a T-shirt, this will be last chance!!! Show your support of V*ktor by having a shirt and support his friend all at the same time!! Below is a list of the sizes I have left. As orders are received, I will change this so it will be current.
7-XL 5-L 3-M 20-S
3-4-13 Another Sunday
I had been thinking we would go home early next week, but there’s a Ukrain*an holiday on Friday which may keep us here in region through the weekend. I can’t do anything about it except pray for speed! Please join me in that prayer. At the same time I’m praying for speed, I know that goodbye to his friends is coming for V*ktor and I feel a need to postpone that pain. My heart is hurting for his friend Mi$ha and I pray that he will have the family that he so fervently desires. It’s really easy to see why he and V*ktor are friends. They are a lot alike - extremely shy until they get to know you, amazing with younger kids, polite, helpful, and wanting a family.
Sunday, I went to the orphanage at 10 to pick up V*ktor and Mi$ha. We came back to the room where the boys played some video games and I did laundry. I suppose it wouldn’t be a trip to Ukra*ne if I didn’t have to handwash clothes at least once! The washing machine at the hotel was apparently broken. I threw all the clothes in the tub, added probably way too much detergent, and proceeded to stir it with a coat hanger and scrub clothes together to get out stains (unsuccessfully I might add). The washing and rinsing part didn’t take all that long - though I did refill the tub about 4 times in all to completely rinse everything out. Wringing out the clothes was the part that took FOR-E-VER! Then I hung them all over the place - on radiators, side of the tub, the crib, and the bed’s metal headboard. After that, I used google translate to ask Mi$ha some questions about himself that will be used on the New Horizons page for his hosting information. YES - you read that right. He will be available for summer hosting in America! Yaaaaaa! V*ktor asks me all the time if I’ve found a family, yet. It’s really difficult to explain the process and that it will take some time. I just keep telling him that I’m working on getting him to America on hosting and we’ll pray for what happens after that.
We ate lunch at Bel*ni where the boys were laughing a lot and having fun. For whatever reason, Mi$ha had to be back at school at 2, so we walked back to school and played games in the playroom for awhile. At 3, they said he could leave again, so we went back to the hotel! I asked more questions on google translate, we skyped with Brian and kids, and I helped M upload pictures to his Russian facebook page. He put the one of him and C as his profile pic. V*ktor is loving the tablet (he calls it iPad - doesn’t discern brand- haha) and playing games on that. Later, we went for… drum roll… pizza. Again. It’s a good thing I love pizza!!! V*ktor wanted to get a pizza to go for the teacher. He was carrying it on its side in a bag! Oh well, hopefully it wasn’t a sloppy mess… It was dark when we got back to the orphanage, and I couldn’t get in touch with Aleksey to call me a taxi because he was on the train and couldn‘t hear it ringing. I was just going to walk, but V and M insisted that I just couldn’t do that! Misha called a teacher to get a taxi for me. Such gentlemen. Since I had already made the walk between the hotel and the orphanage a total of 5 times, I was kind of glad to have the taxi.
C was up bright and early this morning - yaaa. There was no hot water, so I boiled water a liter at a time in the teakettle to make a lukewarm bath. It just makes me appreciate all the things we have. Ukr*ine isn’t like a 3rd world country. They are pretty modern, but even then, they have no expectation of a lot of things we take for granted. I remember the day early on when I was horrified about no hot water, and when I asked Aleksey his response was, “Oh, I just took a cold shower” like it was no big deal. Well, today I just boiled water in the teakettle.
Aleksey got here this morning, we had lunch, and he ran around checking on documents. We will go to the orphanage in a few minutes for the last “visitation!” Tomorrow, V*ktor will be coming with US! My next post will likely be later today to tell you more about Mi$ha, hosting, and how you can help V*ktor’s friend find a home, too!
Sunday, I went to the orphanage at 10 to pick up V*ktor and Mi$ha. We came back to the room where the boys played some video games and I did laundry. I suppose it wouldn’t be a trip to Ukra*ne if I didn’t have to handwash clothes at least once! The washing machine at the hotel was apparently broken. I threw all the clothes in the tub, added probably way too much detergent, and proceeded to stir it with a coat hanger and scrub clothes together to get out stains (unsuccessfully I might add). The washing and rinsing part didn’t take all that long - though I did refill the tub about 4 times in all to completely rinse everything out. Wringing out the clothes was the part that took FOR-E-VER! Then I hung them all over the place - on radiators, side of the tub, the crib, and the bed’s metal headboard. After that, I used google translate to ask Mi$ha some questions about himself that will be used on the New Horizons page for his hosting information. YES - you read that right. He will be available for summer hosting in America! Yaaaaaa! V*ktor asks me all the time if I’ve found a family, yet. It’s really difficult to explain the process and that it will take some time. I just keep telling him that I’m working on getting him to America on hosting and we’ll pray for what happens after that.
We ate lunch at Bel*ni where the boys were laughing a lot and having fun. For whatever reason, Mi$ha had to be back at school at 2, so we walked back to school and played games in the playroom for awhile. At 3, they said he could leave again, so we went back to the hotel! I asked more questions on google translate, we skyped with Brian and kids, and I helped M upload pictures to his Russian facebook page. He put the one of him and C as his profile pic. V*ktor is loving the tablet (he calls it iPad - doesn’t discern brand- haha) and playing games on that. Later, we went for… drum roll… pizza. Again. It’s a good thing I love pizza!!! V*ktor wanted to get a pizza to go for the teacher. He was carrying it on its side in a bag! Oh well, hopefully it wasn’t a sloppy mess… It was dark when we got back to the orphanage, and I couldn’t get in touch with Aleksey to call me a taxi because he was on the train and couldn‘t hear it ringing. I was just going to walk, but V and M insisted that I just couldn’t do that! Misha called a teacher to get a taxi for me. Such gentlemen. Since I had already made the walk between the hotel and the orphanage a total of 5 times, I was kind of glad to have the taxi.
C was up bright and early this morning - yaaa. There was no hot water, so I boiled water a liter at a time in the teakettle to make a lukewarm bath. It just makes me appreciate all the things we have. Ukr*ine isn’t like a 3rd world country. They are pretty modern, but even then, they have no expectation of a lot of things we take for granted. I remember the day early on when I was horrified about no hot water, and when I asked Aleksey his response was, “Oh, I just took a cold shower” like it was no big deal. Well, today I just boiled water in the teakettle.
Aleksey got here this morning, we had lunch, and he ran around checking on documents. We will go to the orphanage in a few minutes for the last “visitation!” Tomorrow, V*ktor will be coming with US! My next post will likely be later today to tell you more about Mi$ha, hosting, and how you can help V*ktor’s friend find a home, too!
3-2-13 Sugar High
The party today was soooooooooo awesome! I am really glad that we were allowed to do it and take them to the restaurant for something different and fun. I can’t BELIEVE how much those kids can eat! It was a sight to see!
When I left off yesterday, I was venturing out for candles and balloons. I found the balloons and forgot about the candles (shocker I know). I have been TRYING to find a bakery - not a store that sells cakes, an actual bakery where they can write on the cake with frosting. I looked and looked, but didn’t really have any luck. I bought 4 2-liter bottles of pop and a giant jug of water to take to the party and almost broke my back carrying them all back to the room! We ate in the room, C took a nap, and we went to hang out at the orphanage. V*ktor played a car racing game on the tablet, we played some cards, then later went in search of a few kids to get pictures. It started raining, so we got a taxi back to the hotel. I had no desire to go back out, so I ordered food from the hotel restaurant.
This morning we got going pretty quickly. C watched a Sesame Street episode while I took a bath. Thank you youtube! We went out to get the cakes. (V*ktor confirmed that Mi$ha’s birthday was pretty recent, so I definitely wanted to get a cake for him.) I looked everywhere, called Aleksey a hundred times to talk to different people, and still had no luck locating someone to write on a cake for me! I ended up calling a missionary who is from here. She told me what to buy (actually I handed the phone to the lady at the supermarket), and I figured that would work! It was a can of something like caramel. I found a cake but realized there was no way I could carry it while pushing a stroller. So, I paid for the cake, hiked back to the hotel, and put C in the moby. I got as many strange looks as Brian did when we were in Kiev. She was front-facing with her head coming out the top of my coat (buttoned over her) and her feet dangling out the bottom. So fun confusing people - hahaha! I picked up the cake I had already bought and stopped at another store for the second cake. I was happy C’s hands were buttoned in my coat because I’m guessing she wouldn’t have made it so easy if she could reach the cakes just in front of her face! Whew!
Back at the room, I had everything I needed. I somehow used the can opener - it wasn’t pretty but I got it open. I put the caramel in a Ziploc bag and cut off the corner so I could write on the cakes. It worked great! I wrote “поздоровляю Congratulations V*ktor Phillip Werner” on his cake. Then, I wanted to write “Happy Birthday Mi$ha” in Ukrainian. Google-translate was fine on the happy birthday part, but I wasn’t sure how to do his name. So, I looked on his Russian facebook page. Below his name was a word that started with an M, so I thought that was it. I went ahead and wrote it on the cake, but just to make sure, I sent an IM to Aleksey. He immediately called me laughing so hard he couldn’t talk. Apparently, the word I used is a kind of car. I had just written the Ukrainian equivalent of “Happy Birthday Ford!” After taking a picture for Aleksey’s entertainment, I scraped it off and wrote it the right way. Having that completed, I gave C some veggies, yogurt, and bread. I was too excited about the party and trying not to forget anything that I ate cookies for lunch while she napped.
We had a taxi pick us up because there was no WAY for me to carry all the drinks, C, 2 cakes, and the backpack. As we drove past the restaurant, I pointed it out to the taxi driver and said “Avenu*.” He nodded like he understood. I figured, okay, he forgot and he’s just going to turn around. This happened several more times until he pulled up at the orphanage gates. He finally got it when I didn’t get out and said “no, Avenu*.” Haha- he took me to the right place and I got everything unloaded. Using charades and google-translate I talked to the people working (the English speaking guy wasn’t there). We got a big table set up in the backroom and I put balloons all over it. I asked then about where I could get candles, and they said they would just buy them for me! Awesome! So, they put the cakes in the fridge to be brought back out later.
Then, I went back to the hotel room to get C a sippy cup, and we made the walk to the orphanage. I’ve discovered I really don’t mind walking if I have somewhere to go. It’s just walking to walk that I do not enjoy. V*ktor met me at the door, and we went to get a video of O for his Mom. After that, we just went to hang out in V’s room for awhile. He, J, and Va played a card game I completely didn’t understand. Then, he said we could go at 4 (instead of 4:30 like I thought). We went to the front door of the orphanage and kids started coming from all directions. It was a bit like herding cats, though. There were consistently 8-9 kids there, but they kept coming and going instead of staying to wait for everyone! Finally, we got 13 kids and a teacher, so away we went! I could tell all the kids were excited, and the teacher was pretty laid-back and joked around as we walked. As I’ve mentioned before, these kids LOVE C, and they’re very helpful. I pretty much don’t have to carry anything or push the stroller when I’m with the group! We got to the restaurant, and I had J help with coordinating the orders - what a helpful kid! They went through the pop very quickly! I ended up getting 3 more 2-liters. Yes, you added that right - 7 2-liter bottles of pop for 13 kids and 1 adult (I was drinking water). Each kid got a pizza, but it’s a small oven and they came out three at a time. Half the kids were finished before the other half even had theirs. They were all watching futbol on the TV, playing with C, playing with electronic devices (a few of them have phones), or chatting. Finally, once V*ktor got and wolfed down the last pizza it was time for cake. I went out to see the cakes and have them brought in. They had put candles on V’s cake, too, but I didn’t want to tell them to take them back off so we went with it. It was so awesome! They put these flares on there, too, so they were like HUGE sparklers on the cakes! Mi$ha was very surprised and it was fun. Each kid had 2 giant pieces of cake - I mean, they had to try each cake right? Okay, so it wasn’t just the kids. I got 2 pieces, too, but I shared with C J After cake, they hung out and kind of spread out in the room for awhile. Sv, Sa, and J all skyped with their parents back in America. Then, they all ordered more to eat. They’re typical teenagers - bottomless pits when it comes to food! I got some videos from the kids saying messages to V*ktor for him to watch when we get back home or maybe on the plane. At least I think that’s what they’re saying. I really would have no idea if they’re reciting the Ukrainian pledge of allegiance (is there such a thing?).
We walked back to the orphanage. C was flanked by her protective cluster of kids taking turns pushing the stroller and walking on the sides holding her hands. Some of the boys were singing (totally got a video). It was a very happy, fun walk with the kids back to the orphanage. J kept trying to get Sv to give him the cake to carry. She knew better! Then, the goofy kids all started being really silly right before I left. The smallest kid, Ivan3, who was a total ball of energy, was dancing all over the front steps. At least HALF of the boys got a third piece of cake, and they may or may not have ended up with some of it on their faces. There may or may not be a video J Yeeeeeeeaaaaaaah, I just got 13 kids hyped up on a sugar-high and dropped then back at the orphanage! (Evil plan laugh) Mi$ha, V*ktor, and J2 walked me out to the taxi. Now, we’re in the room, C is sleeping, and the wedding is in full swing! I considered doing some research for an upper level “Ukrainian Wedding Crashing” course, but I’m pretty comfy in my Pjs. Think I’ll put in the earbuds and watch some LOST!
When I left off yesterday, I was venturing out for candles and balloons. I found the balloons and forgot about the candles (shocker I know). I have been TRYING to find a bakery - not a store that sells cakes, an actual bakery where they can write on the cake with frosting. I looked and looked, but didn’t really have any luck. I bought 4 2-liter bottles of pop and a giant jug of water to take to the party and almost broke my back carrying them all back to the room! We ate in the room, C took a nap, and we went to hang out at the orphanage. V*ktor played a car racing game on the tablet, we played some cards, then later went in search of a few kids to get pictures. It started raining, so we got a taxi back to the hotel. I had no desire to go back out, so I ordered food from the hotel restaurant.
This morning we got going pretty quickly. C watched a Sesame Street episode while I took a bath. Thank you youtube! We went out to get the cakes. (V*ktor confirmed that Mi$ha’s birthday was pretty recent, so I definitely wanted to get a cake for him.) I looked everywhere, called Aleksey a hundred times to talk to different people, and still had no luck locating someone to write on a cake for me! I ended up calling a missionary who is from here. She told me what to buy (actually I handed the phone to the lady at the supermarket), and I figured that would work! It was a can of something like caramel. I found a cake but realized there was no way I could carry it while pushing a stroller. So, I paid for the cake, hiked back to the hotel, and put C in the moby. I got as many strange looks as Brian did when we were in Kiev. She was front-facing with her head coming out the top of my coat (buttoned over her) and her feet dangling out the bottom. So fun confusing people - hahaha! I picked up the cake I had already bought and stopped at another store for the second cake. I was happy C’s hands were buttoned in my coat because I’m guessing she wouldn’t have made it so easy if she could reach the cakes just in front of her face! Whew!
Back at the room, I had everything I needed. I somehow used the can opener - it wasn’t pretty but I got it open. I put the caramel in a Ziploc bag and cut off the corner so I could write on the cakes. It worked great! I wrote “поздоровляю Congratulations V*ktor Phillip Werner” on his cake. Then, I wanted to write “Happy Birthday Mi$ha” in Ukrainian. Google-translate was fine on the happy birthday part, but I wasn’t sure how to do his name. So, I looked on his Russian facebook page. Below his name was a word that started with an M, so I thought that was it. I went ahead and wrote it on the cake, but just to make sure, I sent an IM to Aleksey. He immediately called me laughing so hard he couldn’t talk. Apparently, the word I used is a kind of car. I had just written the Ukrainian equivalent of “Happy Birthday Ford!” After taking a picture for Aleksey’s entertainment, I scraped it off and wrote it the right way. Having that completed, I gave C some veggies, yogurt, and bread. I was too excited about the party and trying not to forget anything that I ate cookies for lunch while she napped.
We had a taxi pick us up because there was no WAY for me to carry all the drinks, C, 2 cakes, and the backpack. As we drove past the restaurant, I pointed it out to the taxi driver and said “Avenu*.” He nodded like he understood. I figured, okay, he forgot and he’s just going to turn around. This happened several more times until he pulled up at the orphanage gates. He finally got it when I didn’t get out and said “no, Avenu*.” Haha- he took me to the right place and I got everything unloaded. Using charades and google-translate I talked to the people working (the English speaking guy wasn’t there). We got a big table set up in the backroom and I put balloons all over it. I asked then about where I could get candles, and they said they would just buy them for me! Awesome! So, they put the cakes in the fridge to be brought back out later.
Then, I went back to the hotel room to get C a sippy cup, and we made the walk to the orphanage. I’ve discovered I really don’t mind walking if I have somewhere to go. It’s just walking to walk that I do not enjoy. V*ktor met me at the door, and we went to get a video of O for his Mom. After that, we just went to hang out in V’s room for awhile. He, J, and Va played a card game I completely didn’t understand. Then, he said we could go at 4 (instead of 4:30 like I thought). We went to the front door of the orphanage and kids started coming from all directions. It was a bit like herding cats, though. There were consistently 8-9 kids there, but they kept coming and going instead of staying to wait for everyone! Finally, we got 13 kids and a teacher, so away we went! I could tell all the kids were excited, and the teacher was pretty laid-back and joked around as we walked. As I’ve mentioned before, these kids LOVE C, and they’re very helpful. I pretty much don’t have to carry anything or push the stroller when I’m with the group! We got to the restaurant, and I had J help with coordinating the orders - what a helpful kid! They went through the pop very quickly! I ended up getting 3 more 2-liters. Yes, you added that right - 7 2-liter bottles of pop for 13 kids and 1 adult (I was drinking water). Each kid got a pizza, but it’s a small oven and they came out three at a time. Half the kids were finished before the other half even had theirs. They were all watching futbol on the TV, playing with C, playing with electronic devices (a few of them have phones), or chatting. Finally, once V*ktor got and wolfed down the last pizza it was time for cake. I went out to see the cakes and have them brought in. They had put candles on V’s cake, too, but I didn’t want to tell them to take them back off so we went with it. It was so awesome! They put these flares on there, too, so they were like HUGE sparklers on the cakes! Mi$ha was very surprised and it was fun. Each kid had 2 giant pieces of cake - I mean, they had to try each cake right? Okay, so it wasn’t just the kids. I got 2 pieces, too, but I shared with C J After cake, they hung out and kind of spread out in the room for awhile. Sv, Sa, and J all skyped with their parents back in America. Then, they all ordered more to eat. They’re typical teenagers - bottomless pits when it comes to food! I got some videos from the kids saying messages to V*ktor for him to watch when we get back home or maybe on the plane. At least I think that’s what they’re saying. I really would have no idea if they’re reciting the Ukrainian pledge of allegiance (is there such a thing?).
We walked back to the orphanage. C was flanked by her protective cluster of kids taking turns pushing the stroller and walking on the sides holding her hands. Some of the boys were singing (totally got a video). It was a very happy, fun walk with the kids back to the orphanage. J kept trying to get Sv to give him the cake to carry. She knew better! Then, the goofy kids all started being really silly right before I left. The smallest kid, Ivan3, who was a total ball of energy, was dancing all over the front steps. At least HALF of the boys got a third piece of cake, and they may or may not have ended up with some of it on their faces. There may or may not be a video J Yeeeeeeeaaaaaaah, I just got 13 kids hyped up on a sugar-high and dropped then back at the orphanage! (Evil plan laugh) Mi$ha, V*ktor, and J2 walked me out to the taxi. Now, we’re in the room, C is sleeping, and the wedding is in full swing! I considered doing some research for an upper level “Ukrainian Wedding Crashing” course, but I’m pretty comfy in my Pjs. Think I’ll put in the earbuds and watch some LOST!
3-1-13 We Get To Have A Party
I have been having a great time hanging out with V*ktor and all his friends these last few days. They are all very polite, kind boys. I will have lots more pictures in my album of all the kids, so check them out. Please pray with me for his best friend Mi$ha. He has been asking for a family. It’s possible he could come to America on hosting this summer. Could you be that family? Thinking of a summer mission trip? You could include your whole family and never have to leave your home! Hosting is a great way to show a kid Christ’s love and give them an opportunity to meet a forever family while they‘re here (even if it’s not your family).
Tuesday I ended up taking the can of tuna to the housekeeper, Kartya. She was kind enough to help me. Wednesday, we had Ramen noodles and just hung out at the hotel in the morning. When we got to school, we went to the playroom. Sa, J2, M, and Va were all in there. We introduced them to spoons! It was fun watching them figure out the game and then dive around trying to gather spoons once they understood the game. At one point, the kids all had to go to the “clothes” room. I think they get different clothes once a week (or maybe twice?). V*ktor stayed and played on the tablet. The boys all came back later, we made some videos, and everyone played different games for awhile. It’s really neat to watch all these boys play with C. They just LOVE her - I mean, she is pretty cute! Still, I’m surprised at how natural they are with her. V*ktor had talked about doing a party with his friends on Saturday, so we called Aleksey and had him speak to the director on the phone. He said yes! So, Saturday, I will be taking 13 teenagers to a pizza place. I’m really glad J (V*ktor’s roommate who speaks English) will be there so I will have somebody who understands what I say and can communicate it to everyone- haha! I’m pretty sure a teacher will be going, too. They’d have to with that many kids. We stopped at the market as we left and V*ktor got a few snacks. C and I decided to eat at the hotel so we didn’t have to go back out.
Thursday, C woke up at 7:30. That’s waaaaaay earlier than usual! I tried to let her watch Sesame Street on the computer, but she kept wanting to push the buttons on the computer, which turned it off. Finally, I gave up and woke up. By 9am, she was fast asleep again. Really? Oh well, at least I got a bath without having to hurry before she got crabby. When it was time for lunch, I discovered that the entire loaf of bread had mold on it! I’ve learned that the bread goes moldy at an insanely rapid rate, so usually I just pull off the molded crust and eat the part that‘s fine. It was a little late for this bread. So, I ended up giving C the last Ramen package and ordering bacon and eggs (or bekon and eieetsa) with fried potatoes (smazshna kartopla ne fri). We ventured out a little early on our walk so I could stop by the pizza place to arrange plans for Saturday. I am telling you - the taxi drivers may know the potholes in the roads like second nature, but I have the stroller sidewalk slalom DOWN! I’m an expert at which side of the road has the better sidewalks and where to cross. I know when the stroller will take the curb or when I have to tilt it back. I know where to watch for water even when it’s pretty dry out. I even know which dogs will go crazy barking as we walk by. Oh the things I never thought I’d need to know! The English-speaking guy was there at the pizza place, so I talked to him. I always kind of wonder if people know just enough English to say a few words or if they really understand what I’m saying. Guess we’ll find out Saturday!
When I got to school, V*ktor was ready to go and said his friends may join us later. He said he was asking different friends today who didn’t get to go Tuesday. Halfway between the school and restaurant, J caught up with us. He must have run the whole way from his town school! He got to skype with his parents in Se*ttle. It was about 4:45AM their time, but they definitely didn’t mind. Then, Mi$ha, Va, and Iv all joined us later. Everyone ate, played on the computer, played with C, and then the boys headed back for a concert practice of some sort. We skyped with N and the kids (the ones who just got back from Latvia) for a few minutes before they started school. V*ktor and I headed back to the orphanage a little early because I wanted to get video of O for his Mom. We didn’t find him, but Sa, J2, M, and J were all playing soccer so I got some video of them just before we left. I had heard M’s bday was sometime recently (within the last few months), and I asked V*ktor. He looked puzzled and then realized he didn’t even know when M’s bday was. He said, “I ask. Maybe cake Saturday for M?” What a sweetheart- read my mind!
C and I ate at a good restaurant. The waitress knew some English this time - unlike the other time I was there by myself and ended up with borscht and whatever I could point to on the menu! C had her bath and went to sleep early. Then, she woke up crying for about an hour because she had slept too early! Ah well, that’s how it goes! We are about to go looking for balloons and candles for tomorrow. Can’t wait! It will be fun!
Tuesday I ended up taking the can of tuna to the housekeeper, Kartya. She was kind enough to help me. Wednesday, we had Ramen noodles and just hung out at the hotel in the morning. When we got to school, we went to the playroom. Sa, J2, M, and Va were all in there. We introduced them to spoons! It was fun watching them figure out the game and then dive around trying to gather spoons once they understood the game. At one point, the kids all had to go to the “clothes” room. I think they get different clothes once a week (or maybe twice?). V*ktor stayed and played on the tablet. The boys all came back later, we made some videos, and everyone played different games for awhile. It’s really neat to watch all these boys play with C. They just LOVE her - I mean, she is pretty cute! Still, I’m surprised at how natural they are with her. V*ktor had talked about doing a party with his friends on Saturday, so we called Aleksey and had him speak to the director on the phone. He said yes! So, Saturday, I will be taking 13 teenagers to a pizza place. I’m really glad J (V*ktor’s roommate who speaks English) will be there so I will have somebody who understands what I say and can communicate it to everyone- haha! I’m pretty sure a teacher will be going, too. They’d have to with that many kids. We stopped at the market as we left and V*ktor got a few snacks. C and I decided to eat at the hotel so we didn’t have to go back out.
Thursday, C woke up at 7:30. That’s waaaaaay earlier than usual! I tried to let her watch Sesame Street on the computer, but she kept wanting to push the buttons on the computer, which turned it off. Finally, I gave up and woke up. By 9am, she was fast asleep again. Really? Oh well, at least I got a bath without having to hurry before she got crabby. When it was time for lunch, I discovered that the entire loaf of bread had mold on it! I’ve learned that the bread goes moldy at an insanely rapid rate, so usually I just pull off the molded crust and eat the part that‘s fine. It was a little late for this bread. So, I ended up giving C the last Ramen package and ordering bacon and eggs (or bekon and eieetsa) with fried potatoes (smazshna kartopla ne fri). We ventured out a little early on our walk so I could stop by the pizza place to arrange plans for Saturday. I am telling you - the taxi drivers may know the potholes in the roads like second nature, but I have the stroller sidewalk slalom DOWN! I’m an expert at which side of the road has the better sidewalks and where to cross. I know when the stroller will take the curb or when I have to tilt it back. I know where to watch for water even when it’s pretty dry out. I even know which dogs will go crazy barking as we walk by. Oh the things I never thought I’d need to know! The English-speaking guy was there at the pizza place, so I talked to him. I always kind of wonder if people know just enough English to say a few words or if they really understand what I’m saying. Guess we’ll find out Saturday!
When I got to school, V*ktor was ready to go and said his friends may join us later. He said he was asking different friends today who didn’t get to go Tuesday. Halfway between the school and restaurant, J caught up with us. He must have run the whole way from his town school! He got to skype with his parents in Se*ttle. It was about 4:45AM their time, but they definitely didn’t mind. Then, Mi$ha, Va, and Iv all joined us later. Everyone ate, played on the computer, played with C, and then the boys headed back for a concert practice of some sort. We skyped with N and the kids (the ones who just got back from Latvia) for a few minutes before they started school. V*ktor and I headed back to the orphanage a little early because I wanted to get video of O for his Mom. We didn’t find him, but Sa, J2, M, and J were all playing soccer so I got some video of them just before we left. I had heard M’s bday was sometime recently (within the last few months), and I asked V*ktor. He looked puzzled and then realized he didn’t even know when M’s bday was. He said, “I ask. Maybe cake Saturday for M?” What a sweetheart- read my mind!
C and I ate at a good restaurant. The waitress knew some English this time - unlike the other time I was there by myself and ended up with borscht and whatever I could point to on the menu! C had her bath and went to sleep early. Then, she woke up crying for about an hour because she had slept too early! Ah well, that’s how it goes! We are about to go looking for balloons and candles for tomorrow. Can’t wait! It will be fun!
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
2-26-13 Time with Friends
Saturday, when I went to pick up V*ktor at the orphanage, he came out and asked if his friend Mi$ha could come with us. Uh - OF COURSE! I would love to hang out with your friend! So, they confirmed with a teacher that the director had said okay, and off we went. For about a month before we got to Ukra*ne, V had been asking me to find a family for Mi$ha and his 10 year old sister. Another family was here before me and tried really hard to spend time with him and get to know him. He was completely unresponsive. Even to me, since I arrived, whenever I see him I try to talk to him and say hi. I at least get a hello from him, but that’s usually it as he bolts off to wherever he is going. I had started to think that V wanted a family for him but he must not. I was quite surprised when V*ktor said he wanted to come with us, but I of course welcomed him. As soon as we left the orphanage, he started asking questions (through V*ktor) about America. He asked what I liked about Ukra*ne, what I liked about America, and wondered how far he might be from V*ktor if he came to America. At one point as we were walking, I tried to tell V*ktor about the ballet in Kiev - how I had wanted to go but didn’t get a chance. He didn’t understand the word “ballet,” so I put my hands over my head and did a pirouette on the sidewalk. HUGE smile from Mi$ha and almost a laugh. I started to realize that he may just be painfully shy. You never know with these kids what they’re feeling. Since he was the only kid so far (other than S and R*sa) to spend time with us, I knew that he must be a pretty close friend to V.
The first stop was the candy store where they picked out some candy and I got another bag of “the” candy for my friend back home. Next, we went to our hotel where we skyped with Brian, A, and B. A had a few basketball games, so they were up early getting ready. Mi$ha liked watching them and waving at them. He doesn’t seem to know ANY English, or if he does he doesn’t like to try it out. I must say, it’s kind of funny having V as a translator. It just shows how much English he really has learned. V and M played with C as she crawled all over them. They played some video games on the tablet and computer while eating candy. A part of me was thinking, “Wait! This is my few hours of the day to spend with you, I shouldn’t be letting you play video games.” The sensible part that won said, “This is one of the last few times V may ever get to play with his best friend. Don’t be selfish.”
After awhile, we wandered down to the market. V wanted to buy a gift for his director. The market was closed, but a miscellaneous store was open. He and M looked around and came up with an interesting ceramic snake thing wrapped in plastic. It was only $11 and he really wanted it, so we bought it. I later realized it was a decantur with some shot glasses, but oh well. It’s what he picked out and it’s from him anyways. We also stopped at a grocery store by the market. I couldn’t seem to find jelly and a few other things in the store by my hotel, so we found it there.
Since the market was closed, we went back to the hotel for another 30 minutes before heading out to dinner. The boys wanted…. I know you’ll be surprised…. Pizza. So, we went to “Avenue Pizza” where one of the guys actually speaks English. There we talked some using the tablet translator, C screeched awhile, and we ate pizza. At the end of the meal, V was talking to M and seemed to be quiet (which I thought was kind of funny since I really don’t understand what they’re saying.) Mi$ha looked me in the eye and with sincerity said, “Thank you so much!” It was very sweet and the only English I had even heard him attempt. By this time, the boys had pretty much taken over carrying everything for me and pushing the stroller, so I just went along for the walk. V*ktor insisted that since it was getting dark I couldn’t walk back to the hotel alone. He said it was okay since they were with me but not by myself, so we called a taxi to take me back.
As you have all read by now, Saturday night was quite entertaining. See previous post. I had every intention of sleeping in on Sunday, but apparently C had other ideas and I was actually wide awake by 9AM. We hung out in the room all morning and ate PBJ for lunch. The techno music had started again downstairs by the time we left for the orphanage. I wondered if the wedding was picking back up, but later just assumed it was a different party. Mi$ha and V*ktor met me at the orphanage gates as I walked up and we headed back out. Then, I realized he had wanted to bring his violin to the room. He thought it best to go ahead and bring it. We turned around and headed back to get the violin. He also brought a lot of pictures and important things he has saved. Back at the hotel, we planned to skype but nobody was on. So, we snacked on the pastries from the night before, the boys played video games, then we headed out for an early supper. They had to be back at 6 (instead of 7 like the day before). After eating at K*ntina (where the boys had pizza), we walked to the orphanage. Remember last week how I ordered something, loved it, ordered it the next day and got something different? I ordered the same thing this time and got something ELSE! LOL! I will never figure out how to order here! We walked back to the orphanage (stopping along the way for the boys to get a snack to share with friends), and then we called a taxi for us to head back. I watched movies online, C took some catnaps, we skyped, and I stayed up really late because I couldn’t sleep for whatever reason.
Monday, we made our standard walk to the bank for exchanging money and I had every intention of getting some more zipties at the store (the stroller got crammed in the trunk of a taxi wrong and one of the handles was weakened). It started raining a little, so we went back to the room. C was fast asleep once it was time to start walking, so I elected to take a taxi which would allow her to sleep another 30 minutes. At the orphanage, we were met at the door by V and M. We got into the playroom and I realized I had forgotten water. So, we walked over to the little market to get something to drink (and of course a few snacks). As we walked back into the orphanage, M went the other direction. We didn’t see him again. Not sure where he got held up, but I know he intended to come in there with us. We played some card for awhile. Some other kids came in off and on to visit. I got a video of Sa for his Mom back in America. The other kids had their normal Monday 4pm meeting. V*ktor seems pretty happy that he doesn’t have to go to those anymore. This time, it lasted a half hour, so I didn’t get to take video of the other boys playing soccer. C and I walked back to the hotel where I grabbed my notebook and then we went to dinner at B*lini. There was another customer who wouldn’t stop talking to me and didn’t quite grasp the meaning of “personal space.” The food was good, but I was happy to head back to our room after that. Kartya (the other housekeeper) washed our laundry, so I brought in some clothes to dry in the room.
Today, we ventured down to the hardware store for zipties. The same guy was in there working and got them for me. He helped me put the zipties on and cut off the extra. Funny enough, he was still looking at the stroller with complete disdain for the outcome of my project. I wanted to say - Hey! It lasted 10 days and would have been fine longer if the taxi hadn’t happened! Instead I said “spasiva” and went on my way. While we were down there, I decided another “hamburger” was in order, so we went to that restaurant. They remembered me because I practically didn’t even have to order. When I started looking in the coolers for tea, she remembered which kind I wanted and pointed me in the direction of the correct cooler. I use the term “cooler” loosely. The drinks are all in the refrigerators with glass doors (like at convenience stores), but they are not cold. Back at the hotel, C had her nap. Then we took a walk to the orphanage. A few minutes into the walk, I decided there was no way I could wear my heavy winter coat all the way. It had to have been at least 60 outside! It’s so strange. These people bundle babies in blankets and hats, they all wear hats and heavy coats (even inside) ALL the time!
When we got to the orphanage, 3 of V*ktor’s friends were able to come with us to the restaurant. They all ate a meal and played some video games on computer and tablet. Normally, I do not allow electronics at the table, but I’m not really sticking to that rule here. As we sat there and I watched him with his friends, I was thinking how many teenagers in America take this stuff for granted. It’s not like V*ktor and his friends ever get the opportunity to hang out together at a restaurant. It was nice that they were able to do it. I had some fries and juice, they all had a meal - which was perfectly fine with me! I was happy they could actually have a say in what they were eating. One of the teachers called the other 3 boys back to school a little before it was our normal time to go. They had all finished dinner and dessert, though, so it was fine.
For the walk back to the hotel, I decided the long sleeve onesie, heavy sweater, jeans, and snowboots were plenty to keep C warm. Anybody can tell you (my Mom especially) that I am NEVER hot. I’m always cold when others are hot. The temp was fine to be dressed for a nice fall day. As we walked, I saw the dirty looks I got from person after person. All the kids were bundled up in hats and coats. About 50% of the adults were even wearing hats! Still, nobody said anything for most of the walk. Almost back to the hotel, I came upon 2 babushkas who immediately started blessing me out pointing to their hats and to the baby. I just said “it’s HOT!” and mimed wiping sweat off my forehead. They had stopped as if we were going to have a discussion about this, but I just waved and kept on walking. Sheesh! Now we’re back at the room. Planning to have a red pepper, tuna sandwich (if I can figure out that can opener), and chips!
The first stop was the candy store where they picked out some candy and I got another bag of “the” candy for my friend back home. Next, we went to our hotel where we skyped with Brian, A, and B. A had a few basketball games, so they were up early getting ready. Mi$ha liked watching them and waving at them. He doesn’t seem to know ANY English, or if he does he doesn’t like to try it out. I must say, it’s kind of funny having V as a translator. It just shows how much English he really has learned. V and M played with C as she crawled all over them. They played some video games on the tablet and computer while eating candy. A part of me was thinking, “Wait! This is my few hours of the day to spend with you, I shouldn’t be letting you play video games.” The sensible part that won said, “This is one of the last few times V may ever get to play with his best friend. Don’t be selfish.”
After awhile, we wandered down to the market. V wanted to buy a gift for his director. The market was closed, but a miscellaneous store was open. He and M looked around and came up with an interesting ceramic snake thing wrapped in plastic. It was only $11 and he really wanted it, so we bought it. I later realized it was a decantur with some shot glasses, but oh well. It’s what he picked out and it’s from him anyways. We also stopped at a grocery store by the market. I couldn’t seem to find jelly and a few other things in the store by my hotel, so we found it there.
Since the market was closed, we went back to the hotel for another 30 minutes before heading out to dinner. The boys wanted…. I know you’ll be surprised…. Pizza. So, we went to “Avenue Pizza” where one of the guys actually speaks English. There we talked some using the tablet translator, C screeched awhile, and we ate pizza. At the end of the meal, V was talking to M and seemed to be quiet (which I thought was kind of funny since I really don’t understand what they’re saying.) Mi$ha looked me in the eye and with sincerity said, “Thank you so much!” It was very sweet and the only English I had even heard him attempt. By this time, the boys had pretty much taken over carrying everything for me and pushing the stroller, so I just went along for the walk. V*ktor insisted that since it was getting dark I couldn’t walk back to the hotel alone. He said it was okay since they were with me but not by myself, so we called a taxi to take me back.
As you have all read by now, Saturday night was quite entertaining. See previous post. I had every intention of sleeping in on Sunday, but apparently C had other ideas and I was actually wide awake by 9AM. We hung out in the room all morning and ate PBJ for lunch. The techno music had started again downstairs by the time we left for the orphanage. I wondered if the wedding was picking back up, but later just assumed it was a different party. Mi$ha and V*ktor met me at the orphanage gates as I walked up and we headed back out. Then, I realized he had wanted to bring his violin to the room. He thought it best to go ahead and bring it. We turned around and headed back to get the violin. He also brought a lot of pictures and important things he has saved. Back at the hotel, we planned to skype but nobody was on. So, we snacked on the pastries from the night before, the boys played video games, then we headed out for an early supper. They had to be back at 6 (instead of 7 like the day before). After eating at K*ntina (where the boys had pizza), we walked to the orphanage. Remember last week how I ordered something, loved it, ordered it the next day and got something different? I ordered the same thing this time and got something ELSE! LOL! I will never figure out how to order here! We walked back to the orphanage (stopping along the way for the boys to get a snack to share with friends), and then we called a taxi for us to head back. I watched movies online, C took some catnaps, we skyped, and I stayed up really late because I couldn’t sleep for whatever reason.
Monday, we made our standard walk to the bank for exchanging money and I had every intention of getting some more zipties at the store (the stroller got crammed in the trunk of a taxi wrong and one of the handles was weakened). It started raining a little, so we went back to the room. C was fast asleep once it was time to start walking, so I elected to take a taxi which would allow her to sleep another 30 minutes. At the orphanage, we were met at the door by V and M. We got into the playroom and I realized I had forgotten water. So, we walked over to the little market to get something to drink (and of course a few snacks). As we walked back into the orphanage, M went the other direction. We didn’t see him again. Not sure where he got held up, but I know he intended to come in there with us. We played some card for awhile. Some other kids came in off and on to visit. I got a video of Sa for his Mom back in America. The other kids had their normal Monday 4pm meeting. V*ktor seems pretty happy that he doesn’t have to go to those anymore. This time, it lasted a half hour, so I didn’t get to take video of the other boys playing soccer. C and I walked back to the hotel where I grabbed my notebook and then we went to dinner at B*lini. There was another customer who wouldn’t stop talking to me and didn’t quite grasp the meaning of “personal space.” The food was good, but I was happy to head back to our room after that. Kartya (the other housekeeper) washed our laundry, so I brought in some clothes to dry in the room.
Today, we ventured down to the hardware store for zipties. The same guy was in there working and got them for me. He helped me put the zipties on and cut off the extra. Funny enough, he was still looking at the stroller with complete disdain for the outcome of my project. I wanted to say - Hey! It lasted 10 days and would have been fine longer if the taxi hadn’t happened! Instead I said “spasiva” and went on my way. While we were down there, I decided another “hamburger” was in order, so we went to that restaurant. They remembered me because I practically didn’t even have to order. When I started looking in the coolers for tea, she remembered which kind I wanted and pointed me in the direction of the correct cooler. I use the term “cooler” loosely. The drinks are all in the refrigerators with glass doors (like at convenience stores), but they are not cold. Back at the hotel, C had her nap. Then we took a walk to the orphanage. A few minutes into the walk, I decided there was no way I could wear my heavy winter coat all the way. It had to have been at least 60 outside! It’s so strange. These people bundle babies in blankets and hats, they all wear hats and heavy coats (even inside) ALL the time!
When we got to the orphanage, 3 of V*ktor’s friends were able to come with us to the restaurant. They all ate a meal and played some video games on computer and tablet. Normally, I do not allow electronics at the table, but I’m not really sticking to that rule here. As we sat there and I watched him with his friends, I was thinking how many teenagers in America take this stuff for granted. It’s not like V*ktor and his friends ever get the opportunity to hang out together at a restaurant. It was nice that they were able to do it. I had some fries and juice, they all had a meal - which was perfectly fine with me! I was happy they could actually have a say in what they were eating. One of the teachers called the other 3 boys back to school a little before it was our normal time to go. They had all finished dinner and dessert, though, so it was fine.
For the walk back to the hotel, I decided the long sleeve onesie, heavy sweater, jeans, and snowboots were plenty to keep C warm. Anybody can tell you (my Mom especially) that I am NEVER hot. I’m always cold when others are hot. The temp was fine to be dressed for a nice fall day. As we walked, I saw the dirty looks I got from person after person. All the kids were bundled up in hats and coats. About 50% of the adults were even wearing hats! Still, nobody said anything for most of the walk. Almost back to the hotel, I came upon 2 babushkas who immediately started blessing me out pointing to their hats and to the baby. I just said “it’s HOT!” and mimed wiping sweat off my forehead. They had stopped as if we were going to have a discussion about this, but I just waved and kept on walking. Sheesh! Now we’re back at the room. Planning to have a red pepper, tuna sandwich (if I can figure out that can opener), and chips!
2-23-13 Daddy's Home
After Brian and Aleksey left Wednesday Morning for the train station, C and I slept for awhile. Brian got on a train to Budapest. Partway there, he realized he wasn’t going to the train station we had planned. The “walking” directions to the hostel from the train station would do him no good. So, he arrived and took a taxi, who really “took him for a ride” with the fare charged. It was about triple the printed fare he was given once he arrived at the hostel. Oh well, nothing to be done now. I had packed him some snacks for the trip, so that was good. He got settled in and then found a cheap all-you-can-eat buffet with all different foods, including Hungarian. After filling up, he spent the rest of the day working and getting to watch American television.
We slept in and then went down to the market with Aleksey. It had really started snowing hard while they were on the way to the train station. It took him about twice as long to get back to the hotel as it took for the ride with Brian to the train station. He helped me find a few things at the market, we ate lunch, and then C took a quick nap before heading out to see V*ktor. For lunch, I had a Ukra*nian “hamburger.” It’s basically a chicken sandwich with mayo, lettuce, and tomato. It was really good, and I will definitely be going back for one of those again!
There is a museum at V*ktor’s school. I keep trying to ask if we can see it, but it always seems to be closed. Aleksey asked someone, and they said that it would have to be another day. We went to the restaurant near the school and skyped with Grandma, A, and B. The judge was in there again, and he said hello. We headed back to the school and stopped at the small market. The snow was so ridiculous to walk/plow through that we decided to get a taxi back to the hotel. An ideal Ukrain*an stroller should come equipped with a snowblade on the front! The weather was so yucky we ate in the hotel. I LOVE their borscht! C decided that she did not want to sleep and was up screaming for hours. She didn’t feel good, had a low fever, and was very snotty. I went ahead and started antibiotics.
Thursday, I exchanged money, we ate lunch, and I got some things at the grocery store. I got 2 of the big jugs of water since I still had Aleksey to carry them! He headed out for the train back to Ki*v. He will return when it’s time for more paperwork and picking up V from the orphanage. It was so slick on the packed down snow that iced over! I can’t imagine how people walk on this all the time. It’s kind of a good thing I have the stroller. It sometimes serves as a “walker” to keep me steady on the ice! Since I assumed we would be at the school for the day, I took a taxi and didn’t take stroller or computer. V*ktor met me at the door saying we could go to the restaurant. I REALLY didn’t want to walk all that way and tried to convince him to stay. I know he looks forward to his small time away from the orphanage, though, and from the sounds of it the playroom was locked and nobody had a key. He offered to carry C, but that made me nervous with the ice. I had him carry the backpack instead. Oh did I pay for that! Carrying a baby for a quarter mile in the snow was not a good idea for my back. For the return trip to the orphanage, I had Aleksey call a taxi to pick us up at the restaurant, drop V at the orphanage, and take us back to the hotel. I had no intention of leaving the hotel after that, so I went down to the restaurant and ordered food. They brought it up to the room and we ate in our pajamas J C went to sleep, I took pain meds, and we got a good night’s sleep.
Brian spent the entire day traveling only to get stuck in Chicago because of the snowstorms. A was pretty upset. Wednesday night when they decided to close school Thursday, he cried because he knew that meant Daddy probably wouldn’t make it home. Poor kiddo.
We slept VERY late on Friday. At first I was really shocked I had slept that long, but then I remembered the pain meds. My back was much better, though! I ate PBJ for lunch and made C some veggies with yogurt. We took a taxi to the orphanage. I ended up taking the stroller and computer this time. Even that is a ton of work - trying to get it all downstairs at the hotel through the stairs resembling mountain excavation! I was exhausted by the time I got there, and we took a taxi! As I was walking in the gates, giant clumps of snow kept falling. They missed us each time, but they still seemed a little close. I kept looking around and didn’t see anyone. I thought it must have come from the big tree overhead. Once I was clearly out of the way of the tree and they kept coming, I realized I was being attacked! Haha, just by snowballs. I finally saw the culprits and had decided to go throw a few back at them when V*ktor came outside yelling at them. He didn’t like them doing that to his Mama! We headed over to the restaurant and skyped with Grandma, A, and B. I walked him back to the orphanage and stopped at the little market. Then, a taxi took us back to the hotel. I again ordered food to be delivered to the room. I really wanted borscht again, but they kept saying “no, soup” - so I finally said okay. It was a white broth with potatoes, a few carrots, and a mystery meat I had no intention of touching. C seemed to like it, so I let her eat it. The tables were cleared out of the middle of the restaurant, and the banquet room was all setup for something. I asked the housekeeper L if there was a party and she mimed “letting her hair down” - lol! I was all ready to crash the party later, but I never heard any music. I watched movies and kept awaiting word that Brian finally made it home. After a flight delayed by a few hours, we skyped around 2 in the afternoon (back home). The kids had another snow day. He was sitting with A and B! Yaaa! Daddy’s home!
We slept in and then went down to the market with Aleksey. It had really started snowing hard while they were on the way to the train station. It took him about twice as long to get back to the hotel as it took for the ride with Brian to the train station. He helped me find a few things at the market, we ate lunch, and then C took a quick nap before heading out to see V*ktor. For lunch, I had a Ukra*nian “hamburger.” It’s basically a chicken sandwich with mayo, lettuce, and tomato. It was really good, and I will definitely be going back for one of those again!
There is a museum at V*ktor’s school. I keep trying to ask if we can see it, but it always seems to be closed. Aleksey asked someone, and they said that it would have to be another day. We went to the restaurant near the school and skyped with Grandma, A, and B. The judge was in there again, and he said hello. We headed back to the school and stopped at the small market. The snow was so ridiculous to walk/plow through that we decided to get a taxi back to the hotel. An ideal Ukrain*an stroller should come equipped with a snowblade on the front! The weather was so yucky we ate in the hotel. I LOVE their borscht! C decided that she did not want to sleep and was up screaming for hours. She didn’t feel good, had a low fever, and was very snotty. I went ahead and started antibiotics.
Thursday, I exchanged money, we ate lunch, and I got some things at the grocery store. I got 2 of the big jugs of water since I still had Aleksey to carry them! He headed out for the train back to Ki*v. He will return when it’s time for more paperwork and picking up V from the orphanage. It was so slick on the packed down snow that iced over! I can’t imagine how people walk on this all the time. It’s kind of a good thing I have the stroller. It sometimes serves as a “walker” to keep me steady on the ice! Since I assumed we would be at the school for the day, I took a taxi and didn’t take stroller or computer. V*ktor met me at the door saying we could go to the restaurant. I REALLY didn’t want to walk all that way and tried to convince him to stay. I know he looks forward to his small time away from the orphanage, though, and from the sounds of it the playroom was locked and nobody had a key. He offered to carry C, but that made me nervous with the ice. I had him carry the backpack instead. Oh did I pay for that! Carrying a baby for a quarter mile in the snow was not a good idea for my back. For the return trip to the orphanage, I had Aleksey call a taxi to pick us up at the restaurant, drop V at the orphanage, and take us back to the hotel. I had no intention of leaving the hotel after that, so I went down to the restaurant and ordered food. They brought it up to the room and we ate in our pajamas J C went to sleep, I took pain meds, and we got a good night’s sleep.
Brian spent the entire day traveling only to get stuck in Chicago because of the snowstorms. A was pretty upset. Wednesday night when they decided to close school Thursday, he cried because he knew that meant Daddy probably wouldn’t make it home. Poor kiddo.
We slept VERY late on Friday. At first I was really shocked I had slept that long, but then I remembered the pain meds. My back was much better, though! I ate PBJ for lunch and made C some veggies with yogurt. We took a taxi to the orphanage. I ended up taking the stroller and computer this time. Even that is a ton of work - trying to get it all downstairs at the hotel through the stairs resembling mountain excavation! I was exhausted by the time I got there, and we took a taxi! As I was walking in the gates, giant clumps of snow kept falling. They missed us each time, but they still seemed a little close. I kept looking around and didn’t see anyone. I thought it must have come from the big tree overhead. Once I was clearly out of the way of the tree and they kept coming, I realized I was being attacked! Haha, just by snowballs. I finally saw the culprits and had decided to go throw a few back at them when V*ktor came outside yelling at them. He didn’t like them doing that to his Mama! We headed over to the restaurant and skyped with Grandma, A, and B. I walked him back to the orphanage and stopped at the little market. Then, a taxi took us back to the hotel. I again ordered food to be delivered to the room. I really wanted borscht again, but they kept saying “no, soup” - so I finally said okay. It was a white broth with potatoes, a few carrots, and a mystery meat I had no intention of touching. C seemed to like it, so I let her eat it. The tables were cleared out of the middle of the restaurant, and the banquet room was all setup for something. I asked the housekeeper L if there was a party and she mimed “letting her hair down” - lol! I was all ready to crash the party later, but I never heard any music. I watched movies and kept awaiting word that Brian finally made it home. After a flight delayed by a few hours, we skyped around 2 in the afternoon (back home). The kids had another snow day. He was sitting with A and B! Yaaa! Daddy’s home!
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