Sunday, November 24, 2013

the tooth fairy AND la petite souris are EXHAUSTED

Pretty soon, I'm going to have to start pureeing Eben's food again.
 
He's lost 3 teeth very recently, and has one more loose. We've had both the fairy and the "tooth mouse" come with all of the action in this house, and it's $2 a tooth these days!!

French playgrounds

Mixing it up a bit.. but just went back through some older pictures and found a super cute comparison: Jaffa and Eben 2008 and 2013 in French playgrounds.  Wow, they grow fast!!
 
 

 

Bowling

I hate bowling.  Really hate it.  But, I got peer pressured into it.. and so I went.

The kids had a great time, and scored far better than me.
(I requested the bumper lanes too.. but didn't get them!)

Jaffa looked really good playing.. and cute in the shoes!

Eben was into it..

Zeric too (he DID get the bumper lanes!! no fair)

Things got a little crazy with Lou.. I think she got the extra slippery shoes!
She was okay, though.. and got up and made up for that gutter ball!

It was a fun afternoon.. but next time, I might suggest.. put-put golf??

Brave girl

Halloween happened in the middle of the kids' fall break from school, so--as any mom would do getting ready for a party--I sent Jaffa and Eben off to a playplace with our nanny.  Then, I rushed around the house cooking and decorating, and setting things up.
 
Our party was to start at 5pm, and around 3:15 I got a call from our nanny that Jaffa had fallen and cut her lip.  Jaffa wouldn't let anyone see, so I asked the nanny to bring the kids home.  On the way home, I get another call saying that Jaffa finally showed it.. and that they were on the way to the Embassy doctor.  And so, so was I.  When I got there, I saw Jaf's face and my knees went weak.  It was huge.. and the doctor said that we needed to go to a plastic surgeon.  Singapore?  Nope.. there was one in town that was good.  And so we were in the car zooming.. to get there before the office closed at 6.
 
We got there, and the automatic door slid open.. women in pink shirts greeted us, and the office was all about botox and boob jobs.  Oy vey.  The doctor came out, having just done a laser treatment to her own face.. and off we were to the operating room.  And hour and a half, and 30+ stitches later, Jaffa was patched up.  Jaffa was incredibly brave.  The only time she cried was for the local, which hurts like crazy!! She didn't make a peep for the rest of the stitching, but just listened to my story about Princess Jaffa in Flavigny.
 
 
 
We got home for the last hour of the party, and Jaffa was a spider princess.  However, she decided that for the rest of the Halloween parties, she had the perfect costume to be Frankenstein's daughter. Way to roll with the punches!

She was able to take it easy for another week of school vacation, and was very gentle with her body.  Aunt Tirzy and Uncle Bill sent Jaffa some get-well flowers!
 
We went back to get stitches out after one week, and after two weeks..
..clearly she was feeling better!!
 
And now, she's just about back to normal. 
It could take up to a year to go away completely,
but she's really happy to be done with the stitches.
Really happy that the doctor was as skilled as she was--at fixing little faces too!
 

Halloween!

We started decorating for Halloween WEEKS ahead of the holiday, we were so excited about it!
hanging the ghosts outside our front door

Jaffa's skeleton
 
Jaffa's bat


Eben's haunted house
Though we were slightly distracted the night of our party (see the next post about Jaffa), we had a good time and enjoyed the spooky night.  It helped that our neighbor Sharon loves to decorate and had an extremely creepy front yard!

 
We even made skeleton challah (with cheese guts) for our party!
 
Eben was a desert ninja..
 
...and Jaffa was a spider princess (no pix of that as it lasted only an hour), then Frankenstein's wife for a number of other Halloween parties.. including the one below.
 
In true Jakarta style, we celebrated at least 3 times.. not including the grown-up party!

We weren't terribly creative.  This is me.. with stunning eyelashes that were a complement to my daisy dukes and bikini top, and my recyclable grocery bag (with plastic wine glass).  I was an expat mom.

and this is Zeric Marley (with some other characters from the neighborhood; of particular note is Ramon's checkered tights that made him an automatic honorary member of The Cure).

Yellow rice..

...is not like yellow snow!

Nasi Kuning (see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nasi_kuning) is made for celebrations, and we had the pleasure because USAID was celebrating the completion and approval of its next five-year strategy for Indonesia.  Congrats to all of the people (my husband included!) who worked so hard to craft a forward thinking, creative, responsive plan!!

Welcome Mercy!

About 12 hours after we brought Baby Blu, we brought Miss Mercy home too!
 
 
The story goes like this: Sometime back in October, I got an email from JAAN (the organization that rescued Blu) about a boxer that needed a home.  It said that the owner had a lot of dogs and couldn't take care of this old lady boxer who needed some TLC.  After having tried to rescue a boxer from the US this summer (and being told no because the rescue people couldn't do a home visit to Jakarta), we thought seriously about this.. as it seemed like what we were waiting for.  So, we thought about it for a couple of weeks, got in touch with the owner and asked a few questions.. and I finally decided to go meet her.  It was a Thursday night, and I went to the woman's house.  She had many, many dogs (14 in all), mostly Golden Retrievers.  She introduced me to Mercy, who was so shy.. and so so so skinny.  I almost cried when I saw her.  It took her about 15 minutes to get brave enough to come to me so I could pet her.  Once I did, it was like she remembered what it was like to be with people, and she wouldn't leave my side.  I left, and went home to talk with Zeric.  Clearly, she was very sick.  After a lot of talking, we decided to ask if we could take her to our vet and see what was going on.  From there, we would make our decisions.  If she was terminal, then we didn't want to ask her to adjust to new home. 
 
skinny girl!
Saturday, I spent three hours at the vet with Mercy.  She had ticks crawling all over her body. Her skin was a mess from malnutrition.  But she was friendly and happy, and affectionate.  She had hookworms, and ehrlichiosis (a blood parasite from the ticks). She was so anemic and dehydrated that they couldn't get a reading on her kidney and lover functions.  She weighed in at 52 pounds.  They did a flea/tick dip, and put an e-collar on her. They said that, before we could treat her with the antibiotics for the ehrlichiosis (which will kill her eventually), we needed to get rid of the hookworm and see that she could start gaining weight. After three weeks of deworming and immune supplements, they would check her liver and kidney functions again to be sure she could handle the antibiotic.  Given that hookworm is contagious to other dogs and people, we decided to take her back to her old home and visit to treat her for the worms, and bring her extra food.  Once she was clear of worms, and once we knew she could do the antibiotics, we would bring her to our home.  
 
I didn't want to leave her with the 13 other dogs with an e-collar on (and I knew that the woman wasn't home, and that they guards wouldn't deal with it), so I decided to bring her home for a few hours to meet Zeric and the kids.  The minute Zeric saw her, he said, "We're not taking her back there. She'll never get better there."  And so we converted the garage into Mercy's place, and started taking care of her.  After 3 weeks, she gained 4 pounds.  After 4 weeks, she's up by 6 pounds.  No more worms, good liver and kidney functions, and she's 10 days into her antibiotic. 
 
There's still a lot we're not sure about.  She could still have cancer or something else.  Once she's done with her antibiotic, we'll keep checking.. and in the meantime, we'll keep feeding her and loving her. 
 
We have found that she is true to breed: she loves to chase cats, she guards her house, and she loves her people.  She likes other dogs but is dominant (Blu's okay with it, mostly).  She has taught Blu to bark and talk.. which is pretty funny as it turns out he has a lot to say!  True to (our experience so far with) rescue dogs, Mercy is grateful.  She says thank you every time she is fed (before touching her food), she says thank you for every gesture.. her new bed, and even her weekly baths!  She is a lovely girl.. and we sure hope she is with us for a long time!
 

 
Welcome to our family, Mercy!