Pee Pee

I emailed my parents and informed them right away that they may want to bank on my sister for grandchildren...

So, I got peed on yesterday.

There were two types of responses I got from everyone I told about my Argentina Adventures and working in an orphanage.

The first went something like... Um, Courtney, you do know that an orphanage is filled with CHILDREN, right? And, as I recall, you do not really like children, right? Infact, I think you may just hate them, right?

The other response was more like... I told you...see, you do have a heart!!! You´re going to comeback Angeling Jolie style with all sorts of little foreign Beer´s!!!

Now, yes, I did know that I would be working with children, and potentially dealing with poo, and pee, and lice, but never did I think I would get PEED on. Really?

...So, it gets better

Now on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I work at another part of the orphanage, however, this place deals with children who have severe disabilities. There is a lot of drooling and even more peeing, but these children truly have sunshine coming out of every part of their bodies. They are the most genuine individuals. When they laugh, it´s not that uncomfortable laugh like, ¨yeah hi, I don´t really understand what you just said, but by the context, it sounded like it may have been funny so i´m laughing like I care.¨ When they are upset, there is no beating around the bush and playing the games we play.

Example: Hi, babe, why are you mad.
-Ugh, I´m not...(said in Paris Hilton valley girl voice)
Well, I get the feeling you are...
-I´m Not!
Okay, well, i gotta go-
-Ugh, you of all people should know...

No, when these kids are upset, they full out let you know by crying and screaming. And when they have to use the restroom, they are not going to wait for someone to help escort them to the lavortaory. (There is a chance this word is miss spelled, but in my head, it evoked so much more than the word, ¨bathroom¨) These kids just go! What? on the floor, sure. In your friends bed? why not. Who´s that American girl? pee on her foot? ABSOLUTELY!

Yes friends, 2 days in a row, I got peed on. I am looking at this in the best of light, because in some cultures, somewhere, I´m sure this is seen as good luck!

And another reason to rejoyce...It´s just pee. I´ll be the first to admit, if I´m stranded on a desert island Tom Hanks style and I´m thirsty, no doubt about it i´m throwing back a nice coctail of Courtney Beer. It´s 100% steril, and only when it´s been out for a while does it start collecting bacteria and become yucky.

In addition, baby pee isn´t THAT bad. It´s not like they had 5 cups of coffee for breakfast or aspargus for lunch, it´s practically water. (I might be trying to convince myself, too). Now, i´m still new to this getting involved with children thing, and diaper duty isn´t my forté quite yet; so I may have turned the other cheek (Or left the room) when it was changing time, nevertheless, I didn´t squirm and vomit.

Holler! I´m growing up!

After I arrived back at casa de lovely, AKA, my home in Argentian, and after I was able to suds up in the shower...multiple times... I checked my email.

My mother had writen me a very nice response to the ¨tough luck on becoming a grandma any time soon¨ email. She reminded me that not only did I pee and throw up on both her and my father, but they still love me. Aw, cute. She continues with a mini nightmare I´m sharing because, really, what´s humility if I can´t share it and make someone else laugh too.

My mother reminds me that on my first ¨meet your doctor moment,¨ (in my defense, within the first months of my life) I pooped on his lap... bare assed and all! Aw, sweet cheeks Courtney, and here I thought I was perfect!

I don´t plan on having any poopy pants kids soon, (lucky you Jarred), and I won´t be coming back with 40 adopted children, but I´m not ruling them out forever!

There you have it!
Hope everyone is well, and for those of you taken, taking, and are about to take midterms,

¡BUENO SUERTE!