We bought Max a swimming pool yesterday…he had so much fun! In and out tons of times, of course. During that time he saw a leaf fall from the orange tree. He stood under the tree and fussed at the leaves, telling them not to fall! Then he started throwing them up in the air back where they came from! Silly boy!
One of the bad things about living in such a tiny community is that I saw a cord cover in the store Monday but didn’t want it. After the cord cover that I had didn’t work out like I thought it should I went back to the store Friday to buy that one. It took at least 30 minutes to find someone who knew what I was talking about/knew where to look, and then 10 minutes later I was told that they’d sold out of that and wouldn’t be getting any more in. Whatever! I have no problems with foreigners (which is good since I am one, now), and am generally patient with people who don’t speak English well (after all, my Spanish isn’t that great, and my Turkish consists of only a few words)…but I keep forgetting that we’re not on an American base…this is a Turkish base and therefore Turks are the majority of people who work in the businesses on base. The problem with this is trying to explain a child-proof lock or a telephone cord cover to them takes a long time…and who ever has a long time when they’re shopping with a two-year-old?
I don’t really have that many complaints about life here, though. The only other one that comes to mind is the light switches that are sometimes inside the rooms they light and sometimes outside, and they’re always a foot from the door frame so when I reach for the light in my pitch black bathroom I generally hit the fan switch first.
Some things I love about living here: I’ve only seen two dead/dying roaches since moving in. Yea! Walking instead of driving is the norm…great for keeping in shape…but not for long…the heat was oppressive this morning on our way to church. We got some cheap carpet when we moved in…I’m just a wall-to-wall carpet girl. The carpet is kinda light brown…but because we paid so little I don’t have any worries about Max (or Tj or me, for that matter) spilling stuff on it. It’s so much better than Ga where I worried about the tan carpet we put in just before we moved in (and only a few months before Max was born).
One more thing before I get back to the laundry is that Friday when I was looking for that cord cover I kept saying ‘doggoneit, where is that thing?’ and every time I did Max would say ‘it’s ok Mama’. He’s said that several times over the weekend too when he hears that tone in my voice…sweetie.