There is no doubt about it - I love Siamese cats. They have such personality, and each one has a unique way about them. I have heard it said that once you have a Siamese, you will always want to have one, even to the point where you'll never want another kind of cat again. I do not really know how true the part of never wanting another kind is, simply because we also have a gigantic, Maine Coon who is one of the friendliest cats a family could possibly want. In fact, she is so friendly that we have had people threaten to hide her under their coat so they could sneak her home to their house. As if they could hide our 18 lb Maysie under their coat. That would be pretty obvious to all around that our visitors were taking something away. Maysie would not care though, as long as she was getting her head patted and belly rubbed.
I had a Siamese before I was married, but had to leave her in Vermont and my sister became her closest friend. True to the quote mentioned above, I always had the desire to get another Siamese and after Benny was born we finally brought one home. I named her Kianna, Kia for short, and she quickly became a part of our family. We let her have a couple of litters and we loved having the kittens run around the house. They loved being around us too. We would walk into the room where they were nesting and suddenly five little kittens would scamper over to our feet and try climbing up our legs so we could hold them. As soon as they were able, they would climb up the sides of our bed and I could feel their soft, fuzzy faces under the blankets as they came up to snuggle with us. They were some of the sweetest kittens I ever met and they all found wonderful homes. There was one though that ended up staying with us because he suffered from a nerve disease when he was a teeny kitten and we did not know if he would make it. I nursed him back from the brink of death and we all fell in love with him and could not bear to see him leave. Around the same time we lost our Tiger cat, Maysie's son, so Pinky quickly filled that void. Caleb took to Pinky very early on and he would often walk around the house with Pinky wrapped around his neck as if he was a furry scarf.
One of the unique things about Siamese cats is their meow. They have a deep belly cry that sounds like a baby is crying. Caleb soon found that he could copy the cat cry and when Pinky heard it, he would go running to Caleb. That cry became a sound we often heard in our house. He would (and still does) make the cry especially when he noticed Pinky was all curled up with one of his sisters on the couch. He would do the low belly cry, which sounds like Meerowroo, and Pinky would leap up off the couch and run to Caleb. Well, the cry has become Caleb's trademark and he now does it even at school. Last year I heard about how he would make the sound as he was changing for P.E. at school and all the guys would get annoyed at him and tell him to stop. This year things have taken a complete shift and now that cry is beginning to 'sweep the nation' as Joe likes to put it. My children have been trend setters these past few months and now their actions are becoming the norm around the school. I am not so sure I am proud of this change, but I do have to laugh at how crazy it seems now. Take last Thursday, for instance: we were in Chapel and before the message, Mr. Eng has a little game for the kids to participate in. Caleb's friend was up to help assist in the game and when they won he began to bang his chest and in a loud voice said, "Meeeeerooooowwwwroooo!" I about died listening to this new way of cheering! What had my son started anyway? I turned around and pointed my finger at Caleb. "This is all your fault!" I mouthed at him. He just smiled.
Then at the teen activity on Friday night, Joe texted me and this is what he said, "Meerowroo is sweeping the nation!"
"You don't say." I texted back. "Are they doing that again tonight?"
"Yes." was his reply.
On top of that, my daughter Alaina always braids a tiny braid in her hair and puts it all up in a ponytail/bun on the back of her head. I have noticed that other girls are now putting a little braid in their hair and it is said that Alaina started it. :( So you see, my children are trend setters. I just pray that they will be trendsetters for the Lord and not care what others think about them when it comes to doing things that others may think is annoying or "too religious." I pray that they will be good examples to those coming up behind them and that they will make a difference for the Lord with their lives. And may God's Word sweep the nation and not just "merowroo." :)
It is raining out again. Summer was dry and quite a bit cooler this year, but as soon as October hit, so did the rain. The leaves are changing to display a beautiful autumn color palette outside my window, yet it hinders me from going on a 'leaf peeper' tour to take pictures for my website. I love how the bright yellows and reds cheer up a dark, cloudy day, but I just cannot enjoy it standing in the pouring rain. Pretty soon it will be peak season. That will be the signal to all the leaves to fall off and the trees will just be bare and gray. It is all part of the process of a yearly cycle. Something God put together at the beginning of time so we could learn to trust Him and see that His faithfulness will never end just as the seasons will never end while this earth exists.
I think of my family getting ready to spend some time up in the beautiful mountains of Smuggler's Notch. I wish I could be there with them, but there is so much going on here in Connecticut that I need to stay and help prepare for some big events coming our way. The first one is our annual ladies conference we hold every October at our church. The big day is a week from today and there is so much that has to be done. Decorating is the biggest part and that will be done on Friday afternoon after a half day of school. Mrs. Nill, the first/second grade teacher is in charge of decorating the school hallway so she pulled me into helping her out. It should be fun. When you get a large amount of women running around doing miscellaneous jobs it can be quite entertaining. Maybe it will even give me some great writing material for my next blog! I have also been working on an offertory for that day, along with a little girl who plays the violin, and one of my old flute students. The piano player is also quite young, being in 7th grade, but she is quite the accomplished pianist. We spent about an hour going over the tough parts of it yesterday afternoon and we feel a little more confident that we can get this together and sound beautiful.
On top of playing, I am part of a women's trio and we will be singing "All In All," a song that always takes me back to our wedding day because that was one of the songs that was sung that afternoon. Hopefully Joe will record the special music. (Poor guy, he will be the only 'official' guy in the room during the ladies conference because he is the sound guy.)
After the conference is over, we are going to really start focusing on the next big event that is coming up December 12th. The school principal announced that he wanted to do a major play production this year. I had been working on a play script for over a year now so I presented him with it and it was voted upon. My play was chosen to be the one we do this year! I am so excited, yet nervous about it all. Seeing that it has never been done I have no idea what to expect. Yet, we have been working with the students casted for the parts and from what I am hearing they are going to be awesome. Some of them get into their parts so well! The play is very different from anything done in the past. I have some of my own original music and songs included, which should be fun. I already have seen a lot of excitement about some parts that are funny to the children. It encourages my heart. I know that God is in control of this and if I completely put it in His hands and let Him guide us as we direct the play, everything will be good. All I want it to do is bless the watchers and performers, and bring glory to Him.
I can hear your questions: what is the play called? What is is about? Well, a brief summary is all I can do here. The play is called, "The Community" and it starts out with a little boy who goes to a detective on Christmas Eve, hoping he can help him find his dad a specific Christmas present. It turns out that the boy's father had been separated from his brother/family when he was young and the boy just wants his dad to have the 'bestest' present ever. The boy proceeds to tell the story of how they became separated. Most of the scenes are of the community. The community is a place where all the people live by strict rules and regulations, wear black and white, (drab colors) and believe that the only way to get into heaven is by joining their community. A teacher, who is a Christian, comes along and brings light and color to the community, forever changing some of the people there. It ends back at the detective agency and I will leave the final ending to your imagination...for now. :) You will have to come and watch it to see the story unfold. December 12th - Friday night, I believe at 7:00. You won't want to miss it. Besides, seeing the little K3/K4 run around in little chicky and piggie costumes are so worth it! It should be fun, a bit stressful at times to be sure, and I may come out of this with a few more gray hairs then last week, but praying God's blessing on it. May the words, children, music, and everything be specially touched by Him. God bless your Saturday!