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T-Minus 7 hours
The Chinese students should arrive into Sea-Tac by noon or thereabouts. If prior experience is any indicator, the flight will be late - it's direct from China, after all. Figure an hour or so through Immigration and Customs (teenagers), then another hour or so to get them organized onto the shuttle then up to Whidbey (another few hours) with a possible fast food stop, so I'm calling it 5pm or thereabouts.
The orientation ladies told us that the teens are expecting host families to have signs bearing their American nicknames and it's something they really look forward to. So I'll be making a JASON sign this morning, complete with sports decorations. They also warned us to be very firmly standing when the kids come running, apparently the kids have knocked over host family members with extreme hugs! As much as I'd love to see a skinny teenager knock over my big guy, it's probably not good for his back.
The plan as it stands now is to take him to the Commissary and the sporting goods shop to get him set up with foods he likes and a few things for his ESL classes (water bottle, lunch bag, etc.) I imagine at that point he'll be really hungry. We're thinking bonfire and brats, but we're flexible. Dawn in her infinite wisdom and generosity have offered a small rice cooker, which I'm thinking will be great for making his lunches, snacks, etc.
We moved our Buddha shrine into the den for Jason. We're figuring, even if he's not Buddhist or particularly religious, perhaps the familiar iconography, etc. will be comforting. We can always move it if it's not his cup of tea.
Still have some cleaning to do (roughly half the kitchen), laundry and the living room. Poor Josh and Kevin have a much harder morning and early afternoon ahead of them: dump run, Home Despot run, hosing down the exterior of the house, small repair in Bunhalla, etc. Not to mention the most important part - vacuuming out my car! Turns out Josh decided to cut a corner and instead of borrowing Kevin's pick up, instead decided to transport a bale of hay in my beautiful Mazda. Much angry Irish wife spewage, one 'come to the path of righteousness' conversation yesterday and hopefully, a husband with a significant amount of fear burgeoning in his heart for abusing my car.
The orientation ladies told us that the teens are expecting host families to have signs bearing their American nicknames and it's something they really look forward to. So I'll be making a JASON sign this morning, complete with sports decorations. They also warned us to be very firmly standing when the kids come running, apparently the kids have knocked over host family members with extreme hugs! As much as I'd love to see a skinny teenager knock over my big guy, it's probably not good for his back.
The plan as it stands now is to take him to the Commissary and the sporting goods shop to get him set up with foods he likes and a few things for his ESL classes (water bottle, lunch bag, etc.) I imagine at that point he'll be really hungry. We're thinking bonfire and brats, but we're flexible. Dawn in her infinite wisdom and generosity have offered a small rice cooker, which I'm thinking will be great for making his lunches, snacks, etc.
We moved our Buddha shrine into the den for Jason. We're figuring, even if he's not Buddhist or particularly religious, perhaps the familiar iconography, etc. will be comforting. We can always move it if it's not his cup of tea.
Still have some cleaning to do (roughly half the kitchen), laundry and the living room. Poor Josh and Kevin have a much harder morning and early afternoon ahead of them: dump run, Home Despot run, hosing down the exterior of the house, small repair in Bunhalla, etc. Not to mention the most important part - vacuuming out my car! Turns out Josh decided to cut a corner and instead of borrowing Kevin's pick up, instead decided to transport a bale of hay in my beautiful Mazda. Much angry Irish wife spewage, one 'come to the path of righteousness' conversation yesterday and hopefully, a husband with a significant amount of fear burgeoning in his heart for abusing my car.
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