Last night we were babysitting for Kimia so her parents could go to the law society’s Christmas event. We enjoy this and thought we’d share some babysitting wisdom with you.
How to keep the kids out of trouble –
keep them in the pet kennel. And send in a friend to play with.
(actually, keeping them out once they discovered it was impossible.)
And then you wear them out so they insist on getting their coat and shoes on and stand by the door until they are too tired to stand and just pass out on the rug.
What a girl Kimia is. She is going to give her parents a few challenges I think.
Today was one of those days that just seemed to have no clear starting point. Yesterday went on late into the night as I drove back from Saskatoon and the endodontic course, arriving back at my house around midnight, some 18 hours after my morning alarm woke me to start the day.
Then, tired but still alert from coffee on the road, I finally was settling into sleep when Leo’s phone rang. He is on call but of course did not hear the phone – I did. Back to sleep again. At least I think I had fallen asleep when the phone rang again – 2:30 am. This time it is the security people that monitor my office. Dragged myself out to check the office out. It was fine and I was back into bed within half an hour. But I was not asleep again – that took a lot longer.
I had the sense to set the wake up time on the alarm back a couple of hours and didn’t wake till it rang at 7.
Today was a very busy day at the school dental program. I saw 40 kids and stayed alert enough to do that, have an interview at noon and participate in a staff meeting after school ended.
But now my eyes feel like lead and I doubt that I will do anything productive. So I shall try and sleep – till my kids and grandkids arrive from Saskatoon around 8.
Tomorrow is another day. Less demanding I hope.
In theses days of Advent, I receive a series of devotional posts from Goshen College. In today’s devotional was a story I can identify with. It goes like this:
A Hasidic story tells of a rabbi’s son who used to wander in the woods. The rabbi asked his son, "I wonder why each day you walk in the woods?" The boy replied, "I go there to find God." "That’s very good, son. But, don’t you know that God is the same everywhere?" "Yes," the boy answered, "but I’m not."
So, I likewise find myself needing to wander in the woods. I think that is what my excursion to Anglin Lake was about. Sitting inside studying my heart out may make me know some Greek but it does not connect my heart with God. That connection with God is what I need the most.
It was such a beautiful day today that I just had to get out of this place – out into a place with trees and water and sky. So, in spite of the CFL big game which I do enjoy watching, I went for a drive to Anglin Lake.
The lake is frozen quite solid. But it was singing to me. Honestly. I’ve never heard the ice sing like that before. A strange haunted noise as if something were trapped in the lake below the frozen surface. I wonder how the sound is produced.
I am glad I went. My spirit needed some fresh air and clear skies.
I spent part of this weekend doing dental things – a trade show where I succumbed to the temptation to purchase a air/electric highspeed handpiece that has the ability to maintain an even torque. Now that might not mean much to most of you but it means my drill won’t stall out when the going gets tough. Also picked up some stuff to help motivate young people with braces to brush better through self assessment of their oral health status – in other words are their teeth covered with yuck or not.
Then we interviewed a person since we need a second hygienist and ate lunch at Earls. The salad I had was delicious.
But the best part of the weekend so far was eating pancakes and bacon prepared by my son and eaten with his family and shopping with David, Annette and kids. It is hard to find truly meaningful gifts for the kids and grandkids. They do not need more junk. Neither do I.
But then we stopped at the World Vision Kiosk and my son’s family signed up to support a child from the Congo, finding a boy about the same age as Kieran so they would be able to write to each other. Kieran thought he would like to give some of his chore money towards supporting him. That is one of the best gifts they have given me and they are probably not even aware that it blessed me so much to be there as they chose to do that. And one little boy and his village will be blessed and perhaps will understand some of the wonder of love offered across the huge span of distance that separates them; the wonder of what Christ really came to set in motion at Christmas.
Isn’t she a cutie – and very full of mischief and energy. Her smile is truly infectious
Nea was born two years ago today.
Lord God, almighty and everlasting Father, you have brought me in safety to this new day. Preserve me with your mighty power, that I might not fall into sin nor be overcome by adversity; and in all I do direct me to the fulfilling of your purpose; through Jesus Christ my Lord.
From The Divine Hours by Phyllis Tickle