Luk

Luk
Our family.

Sunday, August 6, 2023

Day 4 or 12?!

Eric must be tinkering.  He attempted once again to figure out why the solar panel for the umbrella isn't working.
A wiring lesson for Luk.
We have no can opener!  Eric sliced into our soup with his knife no problem.  We were attempting to stay put here for the whole trip but we needed ice for the cooler and a can opener so he made the sacrifice to go home. He did the pool and hot tub chemicals and scored a swim.  
There is an amazing hike here that loops the whole campsite and along/to the river.  We did maybe an 8th of it.  It was too hot.  There are toadlets out but we didn't see any.  We gave up and just came back to hide in the shade.  Eventually I gave and declared it time for air conditioned car time.  We moved the van to the day parking use area so our engine wouldn't bother anyone and we watched Bambi.
It's beautiful here. Very peaceful.  Except for the odd music that's too loud or barking dogs.  We're losing track of time and days.  It's unsettling for me not being in touch.  Next weekend is Easter Seal camp for Kai and I. They suggest no phones and the weekend after that is Kissinger where there is no service.  I might have to rethink my summer planning next year ;)
Lili drove Fei and Jia out for dinner on Friday. It was pure chaos.  There are lots of wasps here.  Lili is allergic and Fei has never been stung and doesn't want to experience it. So that created a lot of squealing.  Lest anyone  think our lives are all perfect, Lili and Fei aren't on the same page.  Lili is pushing for resolution, Fei is requesting space and Jia is being put in the middle.  It's a lot of drama. We ended up doing family therapy which is just uncomfortable for all of us. 
My low calorie, sugar free, fat free dessert. Orange fluff.  4 out of 6 liked it.  Jia wouldn't even taste it.  
Mom and Poppy made it out.  Thankfully it cooled down a lot and it was quite comfortable for a visit.

Now, once again we've taken Kai out of his environment. He's crying often. Like 8 plus times a day. He hasn't pooped in four days.  He's a constant fart and his guts are rumbling.  He's being difficult.  Not his normal, agreeish, happy self.  I HATE the idea of using respite care but he really, really doesn't appreciate the different experiences and opportunities being offered.  He left his glasses at home on the visit back and now he's even more blind than usual.  This morning his shirt was on inside out and backwards. He needs help with every single thing. There are moments of relaxation for Eric and I but we're out here with a hundred and thirty pound toddler who needs to poop and is displaying his displeasure.  Sigh.  Things are definitely not perfect.

We have one last night here.  I'll admit the idea of heading home after dinner sounds awfully good to me but I'm saying nothing.  Waiting to see if Eric will call it ;)