Monday, November 19

Well the trip to Honduras is over but the journey of life continues. I will continue to use this blog to write updates on Karen and the children and also on my life. After all this blogging is a way for me to process by life, and it is cheaper than therapy. I am missing Karen and the Casa kids. On Friday I got a call saying" Grandma 'nita, poo poo in el bano." See you don't even have to know spanish to know that Antonio is moving closer to being potty trained. He was so excited so I gave him a "bon bon" long distance. When Karen got on the phone I gave her directions to give him the sucker from me. She started telling me that he did not need a sucker but grandma's can do that. When Karen calls I usually have a 2-3 minute opportunity to talk. She says what is on her mind and then says well talk to you later. I know she has fifteen kids to watch but hey, doesn't she realize that it takes my mind that long to come out of hibernation? So after she hung up I found myself wishing I was there to hug Antonio and also to hug Karen.
I try to call Karen but I might try 15 times before I get through to her. Saturday morning she called again and said that Dorian and Sandra were watching kids and she and Olivia were into town to get thanksgiving goodies before they were gone. She was at store and asked how to do a pumkin pie. Asked what they had and she said that they found a can of pumkin pie and a graham cracker crust. She asked if she could just pour it in and be done. (For those of you worrying, don't Dorian can cook.) Explained to her to follow directions on the can. She asked how to make rolls when she couldn't find frozen dough. Advised her to call Joyce for that one. See, you see where she gets it. They did find turkey and potatoes though so they won't starve.
Then Sunday I got another call from Marvin telling me in English that Karen was good not bad. Then he gave phone to Karen. She told me that Marvin asked how she called grandma nita and she evidently gave him the one number programmed in for me. He took her phone and left. After he was done talking to me he let me talk with Karen for a moment but she was busy fixing quesidillas for supper. I mean how much trouble can that be? I mean so what if it is for fifteen kids and at least three adults? Well she was gone and I did call and leave message for Joyce letting her know that Marvin had asked about Grandma Joyce. I miss the kids and my heart yearns for my daughter but this too is part of the journey.....