it's 8:19am as i write this post.
and my house is dead silent.
which normally would cause me to jump up and down with thankfulness or throw me into a 100% panic wondering where all the noise is and wondering what one earth jesus and laura have gotten into that's made them so quite :-]
but it's so silent today because 4 out of the 5 kiddos are sick in bed.
***JUMP TO THE END OF THE DAY***
and now it's 8:51pm as i finish writing this post.
sick kids are just no fun at all. at one point i had 3 of my girls in tears because they were hurting so bad. being a mama to sick kids that you can't really do much else for is horrible!
***JUMP BACK TO BEFORE LUNCH TIME***
story of the day:
i was taking a stroll around campus with jesus in the wagon returning random odds and ends to people's houses that i'd accumulated over the last week when a police car pulls up on campus. actually a more accurate statement would be that they pulled into campus because they drove through the front gate (already open) and then through one of the other entrance gates (which was open as well) and parked right infront of the Casa Rota like it was a parking lot or something. so i walk over like 'oh no, what do these guys wants now?' and the cop rolls down his window and in all english....
C: HELLO! i'm looking for Lilly Schick; she's my friend.
me: umm buenas tardes -- she doesn't live here.
C: oh, i know she doesn't live here but i need help with my homework and she's not at her house. can you help me? i'm friends with her.
me: ummm you need help with your homework? are you kidding?
officer gets out of his car and breaks out his english workbook assignment
about this time i look down at my hands to realize that i'm holding a pair of scissors and a VERY large Cutco knife that i was on my way to return the kitchen - FREAK OUT. you don't exactly want to be holding a knife up to a police officer -- i quickly dispose of it on a stump near by. :-]
[i'm laughing my head off at this point but at the same time waiting for someone else on campus to see what's going on (preferably a guy since there are 2 large policemen standing in front of me) and jump in to help me out....but no one comes to my aid - at this point, if you live at CVE and you saw this whole shin-dig going down and you didn't come out to help me i just want you to know that it's NOT COOL that you stood by watching this without at least nonchalantly strolling by to see if i needed assistance t.]
C: ok i need help on page 32 and 96. (opens up his book)
me: ok so you're taking an english course then or what?
C: oh no, this isn't my english homework. it's for the Chief of Police. he speaks good english but he's still taking this class. he speaks better than i do.
me: whaaaaaaat!? you're doing the Police Chief's homework for him? you came all the way out here to the Casa Hogar to get help on his homework!? that's called cheating! i'm not helping you cheat!
C: oh no, en Mexico no se llama hacer trampas (oh no, in Mexico this isn't cheating!)
me: [laughing hysterically] are you kidding me!? i'm not helping you with this!
C: really i need help. i have to take this back to the Chief dead or alive (i don't think he understood what that meant exactly but it was funny)
me: it's still called cheating.
C: look right here [pointing at page 32] how do i do this?
so i walked him through how to do that exercise and then he asked me some more questions about page 96 too. eventually we finished going over "his homework" when i said...
"hey, you're the 2nd guy in command, i did you a favor and now you're gonna do me a favor, ok? i'm forever having problems with your police guys pulling me over and even taking me into the station. can we do something about that?"
C: OOOOOOOH YEAH! you tell them that Eloy is your buddy and they better not mess with you. you just mention my name and you'll be just fine! Eloy Moore [showing me the patch with his name on it on his uniform] you won't have anymore problems!
so i helped the 2nd guy in Command cheat by doing the Police Chief's homework.
now, can someone please explain to me why i'm the one who gets the funny cops stories all the time?