The chicken dance

Today, October 1st we decided to take the family to the Oktoberfest at a mission parish that Father Greg is the pastor at in Mead CO.  Before naps today Andrew thought it would be fun to teach Hannah the Chicken Dance (you know the infamous song that they sing at all Oktoberfest, why is that anyway?)  Andrew and Hannah looked up the song and some folks (from Mt. Angel's Oktoberfest) doing the dance.  At first Hannah was not really into it, she kept saying she was scared, which I think she means nervous.  Then Andrew started doing the dance, which was so fun to watch, with the whole flapping of wings, and shacking his behind and clapping (that part Hannah liked the best).  She finally go the nerve to try, and it was pretty cute mind you, but that was short lived.

We figured with how much she shied away from dancing at home that there was no way we would get her on the dance floor, boy were we wrong.  As soon as she was done eating dinner she inched her way closer and closer to the dance floor (it helped that there were a lot of kids on the floor already).  She finally made it onto the floor to watch and participate a little bit, but decided that the hay bails were much more interesting.  Daddy decided to take her out for a few dances and boy did she love that, she kept asking Andrew, "what do we do next, spin me, and lets dance daddy".  Some of our good friends the Paukert's came along too, and their daughter Josephine kept going up to Hannah to ask if she wanted to dance with her.  it was so cute!   By the end of the night she was pretty danced out, which helped in aiding her to sleep quick quickly once we go home (and got all the face paint cleaned off her face).

Felicity was not feeling to well this evening, we think she got roseola from Hannah last week.  She has had a temp of 103F for 3 days now and we are beginning to see some signs of a rash on her bottom and chest.  She is typically a very happy (and mobile) baby but has been so sad and sleepy the last few days, it is so hard to see your little ones feeling sick.  Knowing that there is nothing you can do.  At the same time it is very humbling to experience this, it makes me really focus on my patience, especially when she is so winy.  It also helps me complain less about being up with her all hours of the night since it helps me check on her more frequently and helps me to remember that I am keeping her hydrated in hopes of a faster recovery.  Nothing like a little sick one to urge you to lean more on the Lord in prayer and remembering that this person was only given to you to watch over and not HAVE and KEEP for yourself.  They truly are a gift from God and I am so very thankful for them!

Thank you dear girls for reminding me how truly you are tied to my vocation,
Your Mom