Last week we joined group of friends, all of whom are fellow adopting families (some still waiting!) in a local restaurant. The mom who organized the event kept everyone up to date via email, including a note where she mentioned the lion dance is loud, and boisterous, and the "lion" and Dancing Buddha would be jumping around in very close proximity to the kiddos -- so we might want to look at a couple of Youtube videos to prepare them for the ruckus.
Well, AJ is busy (as in "ridiculously") these days becasue work is crazy, and didn't get the chance... so the grandfolks and I were a little nervous. Two words: No Need. The pipsqueak had a grand old time, meeting one couple's new son from China, bumping up & down, doing the headbanger thang in time to the drumming, wanting to follow the lion through the restaurant, the whole schmeer. I tell ya, the kid's a pro! The lion paid us several visits, and had to work hard to eat the lettuce hanging from the ceiling, but the Pipsqueak was just having waaay too much fun to be scared by some silly loud noises...! Even the big dragon that visited before the lion was just one more fun thing to play with, and once the lion came in she was happy to feed it with a red envelope on her own.
This week we attended the local FCC chapter's CNY event, and while it was bit less personal, it was still a good time for us all. Unfortunately, the Pipsqueak just hadn't been herself for about 36 hours -- her mommy was actually a little worried. There were a few extra-unpleasant diapers, an intermittent aversion to things she'd normally enjoy, and running out of steam more frequently than usual. She had a good time with the food (I didn't think you could wear rice, but she proved me wrong), enjoyed the craft tables, had fun with some of the other kiddos, kept Cousin E as busy as the rest of us, and stretched out a brownie for almost 45 minutes... But she also ran out of steam quickly, was a little clingy, and just generally not herself. She rallied a bit at Cheeburger afterwards, and had fun making Cousin E chase her in the supermarket (as the rest of us discussed the best choice of PediaLyte flavors), but was still not really herself as we all headed home to our respective homes.
Well, she's still not herself, the diapers are still quite a bit nastier than usual, and yours truly is feeling a bit helpless. The pediatrician is now in the loop, and Grandma & Grandpa are spending most of the day with her (daycare's off the calendar for a day or two just to be sure)... but for some reason, with all the keyboards & remote controls in my house, I can't find the button that makes her feel better.
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