Chinese New Year
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Chinese New Year.
OLeif was back to the Brown Shoe Company.
Puck began the morning asking questions about his baby brother in Colombia.
“Where is he?” he asked.
“He isn’t born yet.”
“Where is he?”
“He’s not made yet.”
“Is he in God’s tummy?”
“No, he’s somewhere in his mama and his daddy.”
“No, no he’s not. Boys don’t grow babies. Boys don’t have babies in their tummies. ‘Member dat? So I say, ‘no’.”
The windows were opened briefly in the mid-morning. Fresh air was welcomed after three days being shut off to it, almost entirely.
For lunch…
“Puck, come on, eat your pizza.”
Puck was distracted with his giant Honeycrisp apple.
“Come on, Puck. The pizza.”
“Mama,” Puck replied seriously, “My pizza is on vacation.”
In the afternoon, Puck called up his daddy on the phone.
“Why were your hiccups up there yesterday, Daddy?” he asked.
“I don’t know, buddy,” OLeif replied.
“I don’t know, buddy,” OLeif replied.
“To keep warm?”
“Could be.”
“Probably… probably… probably you should say, ‘Go away hiccups.’ That would be a good idea.”
After the conversation, Puck’s mind turned to his belly.
“Mama, my snack has not been served yet.”
He then proceeded to amuse himself for the better part of an hour with an evacuated thread box with drawers and hinged compartments.
In unfortunate news of the day…
AC Saint Louis had folded. However, the St. Louis Lions were still going strong, and promised a new season in May, including players from Scotland, Bosnia, Brazil, England, and Germany. With Scottish owner and coach, Tony Glavin, their arena based in, of all odd places, Cottleville. There was hope yet.
Meanwhile, OLeif returned from work and his nutritionalist appointment in Clayton in time to celebrate Chinese New Year properly with a box of sweet and sour pork, sweet and sour chicken, mandarin chicken, a bag of crab rangoon, and fortune cookies from China 88. All food was acceptable now that his ‘little buddy’ was finally gone. OLeif, after six months, was free once again to eat as he pleased.
Puck’s very first take-out Chinese of all time. His fortune cookie read thusly:
For better luck you have to wait till spring.
OLeif had also added a box of Runts to the mix with ‘all new’ grape and Collette’s favorite: green apple.
Collette’s general summary on this matter of sugary temptation was…
“What’s wrong with you, man?”
Followed with Francis Chan’s message from the 2011 Desiring God Pastors’ Conference.
And ice still glazed the trees.