Chicken pox and bronchitonx
Well hello there, I really do mean it when I say I’m glad you’re here. Really. So, I hope this can be a fun post for you to look at and read. Perhaps you’re wondering about the title…. ya… well, March was a month of chicken pox and bronchitis. And since bronchitonx sort of rhymes with chicken pox and is SO much more fun to say, I went with it. Enjoy!
Since Rob’s death, Cricri has been more free to come and visit. She has been coming to church with us every Sunday, which is super cool. She especially loves if she can walk with a Djangolito.
My sister sent me this photo of my nieces and nephew. I love them and can’t wait to squeeze them in July!!!!
Django home from school with chicken pox means playing games under the tent we made in the living room.
Our little woodland creatures.
Helping Mamie garden.
Such good helpers.
Women’s group at church.
Lunch with friends and meeting their little girl for the first time.
Daphné likes to decompress from the school day while sitting 15 minutes early on the pool deck before her practice.
Synchronized swimming - she’s the 3rd one.
Tonio got to visit Cricri to help with some “to-do” things on her “to-do” list. She fed him well.
The little one had a nightmare. The big one slept the rest of the night in the little one’s bed. Love in practical ways.
The secret passageway at church. We CAN get from the bottom floor to the next floor via a ladder, a rickety stair and more rickety steps. It sure will be nice to have legit stairs that are safe. Haha. By the way, we don’t use this way - the kids just enjoy playing after school sometimes.
Django is proud of his bumps. We are very thankful he had an extremely mild case of chicken pox, not much itching and no fever.
Snuggles.
More fun with living room tents.
Pierre cleverly named this photo, “Django Wonder.”
Bus ride with Mamie and Papi to the park.
Happy Papi with his Djangolito.
This is when Tonio and I were on our little anniversary getaway. I like to leave fun breakfasts. There’s nothing like Nutella sticks for breakfast. Yum!
A big thank you again to Pierre and Nancy for taking care of the kids for 3 days while we refueled and celebrated our marriage. This is the day we came back.
Django got a kiwico box, and not 30 minutes after arriving home from our getaway, I was building the solar system with him. He painted all of those planets except the sun and Jupiter. So much fun!
Daphné’s friend Eden couldn’t come to her birthday party back in January, so we decided to have her over for a play date. I organized a craft and an Easter egg hunt. I think they really enjoyed it!
Team work.
Walking to the park for a little one-year-old birthday party after church with our friend Jess.
Django observes Luis and Sebastien’s chess moves at the park.
After coughing almost 2 weeks, I went to the doctor, and he hooked me up with some antibiotics. I’m on day 3 of 5 days as I type this. Feeling a bit better, but boy oh boy, did this bronchitis knock me down.
Daphné’s turn with chicken pox. Tonio thought Super Mario World old school would be a fun distraction. Daphné preferred Super Mario World. Django preferred Mario Kart.
It’s gotten worse since this picture, and she has been a trooper. Her case has been much more itchy and more uncomfortable than Django’s. She has had a fever for 3 days. Poor thing. As my dear old dad always says, “This too shall pass.”
And speaking of my dear old dad, here he is with his living siblings. This is from a recent gathering for my Uncle Steve’s 80th birthday. Two of the siblings have already completed their time on this earth, Ronny (4th child) and Jerry (3rd child), but here are the rest : Tim (my dad, 7th child), Dave (the youngest boy, 9th child), Michelle (the youngest, 10th and last child), Steve (the oldest, 1st child), Camille (where my middle name comes from, 6th child), Marty (the family photographer, 2nd child), Larry (the hiker and heckler, 8th child) and Greg (the one who always lived next to my Grandma and Grandpa; still does - just Grandpa and Grandma are gone, 5th child). I love you Aunties and Uncles if any of you are reading this!
Yep, 10 kids. My grandmother had 10 kids. Crazy. It makes for fun family gatherings, that’s for sure. Nancy is one of 12 siblings, so Tonio and I were comfortable with each others’ humongous families when we first met.
Love Linz