I took the kids outside when I came home today. The days are ending fast and I want them to enjoy outside while they can. By next week, with daylight savings, we may not be able to go outside at all.
When I first come home, our nanny and the kids greet me at the door. I can hear them behind the door - Tomris saying, "Mama, mama" and Teoman yelling "Anne's geldi!" I opened the door and try to hug and kiss them both, but today Tomris had a stroller with her and the musical stuffed animal in the stroller. The basket to the stroller had come off and she was trying to take the animal out. It was caught on the material and she screamed in frustration and threw it down then came over to me swing her hand to hit me - which she landed two hits. Our nanny was saying "Tomris, cee ceei" so she changed her hits to a pet. She had very bad diaper rash, and had just gone poop and we both realized she was in pain. I picked her up and she rested her head on my shoulder. Our nanny took Teoman to change him - he had napped late and also had pooped. She changed him while I cuddled Tomris, and then I laid her down to change her. I opened her diaper and her bottom was painfully raw. I couldn't even wipe her with a cloth. I stripped her down and brought her to our shower, talking to her the whole time and convincing her this would be fun. She climbed in the shower willingly and let me spray her some but lost her patience when I wouldn't give her the sprayer. I gave in and let her have while I tried to clean her bottom, but even this was painful and she screamed her annoyance I took her out, dried her off and she cried. Our nanny was trying to explain some things to me, but I couldn't understand her - I was too stressed and focused on Tomris. But once I had her diaper back on, she relaxed and returned to her normal chatter.
We loaded the kids in the stroller. I told Teoman he could bring his ball our his scooter, and he chose his ball. We stepped outside the door and he was ready to throw the ball over the ninth floor balcony railing. I reminded him how we lost his other ball doing that, so he decided to hang onto it. We got out of the elevator at the bottom and Teoman looked out the window and said, "Dik! (Look) I found it!" And there was his blue ball out on the patio underneath all the construction scaffolding in our building. We left the ball where it was, as it wasn't easy or safe to grab it.
We walked down to the pharmacy to get more medicine for the two. I bought ibuprofen and an antihistamine for the noses. They waited on the sidewalk with the nanny. Our pharmacist loves Teoman and Tomris and came out to say hello. Teoman said, "Gelme! Çunku parkta gidicez!" Don't come, because we are going to the park. To which, or pharmacist adored.
We continued down the hill and Teoman told me he did NOT want to go to this market. It's the bread store and the owners are a bit strange, which I think Teoman picks up on. I told him we were not going there, we were taking a different way to the park. "Otay," he said. We continued down the road next to the mosque. He noticed the minarets for the first time. "Dik mama! It's so high!" I'm go there?" I told him that people go there to pray, like we pray, but no we wouldn't go today, but maybe Baba will take him inside one day.
We arrived at the park and they kicked the ball around in the basketball court, ran around on the paths, went on the swings and up and down the slides. Threw some rocks, found some water to splash in, went on the other swings, threw some more rocks. Their adventures are endless. I packed them up to leave, as it was getting colder and darker, and we walked back to the main road to walk straight up the hill. Teoman was singing loudly the whole way.
I stopped at a fast food restaurant on the way. There is one near our house that has a play area, and they love it. And Tomris loves french fries. I suppose everyone loves french fries and I feel guilty about feeding my kids these things - but the trade off was no dinner prep and clean up.
We continued up the hill and Teoman asked to get get down and walk. I let him, and even though it's a wide sidewalk I constantly hound him to stay near and to the left of the stroller because of the traffic. He walked and ran next to me happily, Tomris was relaxed in the front looking at the store lights. The sun was setting and Teoman said, "Mama, dik! It's mine!" He was pointing at the side of the sidewalk. I thought he was confusing the sidewalk as his because I had told him the park we went to was called "Teoman's Park". I told him no, it's not your sidewalk. But he pointed again and insisted. I stopped and said, "What are you pointing at?"
And then realized he had found his shadow.
We bent down at an angle where we could see the shadow of our hands pointing - touching our fingers to our finger's shadow.
Thank you Lord for such miracles.
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