It’s Children’s Day in Turkey today - a national holiday. If it weren’t the weekend, there would still be no school - however, most schools hold a ceremony on this day to celebrate with speeches, music, dance, and other arts. The holiday marks the date the first Turkish parliament met in order to establish the new Turkish Republic. Ataturk, the Turkish Hero, made the day a national holiday and dedicated it to the children around the world. The day is technically called National Sovereignty and Children’s Day with the intent that our children would ensure Turkey’s independence and sovereignty to be governed by the people.
Tuana had slept through the night. Or maybe I slept through the night because we had all gone to sleep late (10:30 was late considering how tired we all were), and she didn’t wake up with crying until seven. She rarely cries in the night for hunger, so I figured she must of been sucking her thumb all night and really had had enough by the time she cried, and I felt guilty for this.
And Teoman woke up like this:
In the end, we decided it was an allergy from the cut grass. Teoman also had swollen mosquito bites on his ears, hands, and a few dots on his cheeks. His cousin Batuhan, before Yesim got home yesterday, she was already redirecting her path to the emergency room. He was coughing and noisily breathing. The hospital gave him a breathing treatment and a shot for his allergy.
They came over again today to make muffins. Teoman and Tomris were jumping and down with excitement once again.
Teoman also peed his pants three time today, again.
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| Loving their cousin |
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| loving their cousin too much |
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| eyes and ear aren't much better, but he's a happy boy! |
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