Supergirl has had croup. It is very yucky and I am hoping it is almost gone, we actually slept all night last night which is a BIG improvement. She still has a hoarse little voice, poor baby.
Also, on the adoption front. I have been anticipating a referral probably in march. It is currently looking like it may be February, or possible even January. Very exciting news!!!
Tonight I was to pick up dinner on my way home from work. Daddy-O had called in an order for ‘curbside pickup.’ As I pulled in I noticed a car stopped in the middle of the parking lot (in the lane, not a space) with the hazards on and no one it. I began to silently complain about how annoying some people are, thinking they own the world and can just park there car in the street to do whatever they are doing. After I pulled into the correct ‘pickup’ space and began waiting I noticed a woman inside standing at the door on her cell phone. I began thinking I bet it is her car, why is she on her cell phone, why is she not in her car. Finally, she went to her car and as she turned the key I learned why it was in the middle of the road, and why she was not in it, or moving it. There was a loud click, no engine, just a click. A few minutes went by, I was still waiting for my food. Lots of people coming and going to the restaurant. Finally, two guys come out. One clearly worked there, still wearing his short-sleeve polo (even though it was freezing outside). The other could have worked there or could have been eating there, but he had a coat and a hat. He asked the woman if she needed help and they offered to at least push her out of the way while she waited. The two of them began pushing, several people were still walking by, and several people were also watching from their table in the restaurant (I could see them). The two guys push the woman as far as they could (until the road turned uphill) and until she was at least out of the way and on the side of the road. She thanked them and one left while the other went back to work. My food came and I, too, left.
You are probably now asking yourself what on earth is the point of this story? It is simply this: I did not help. I watched. I thought “I should get out and help them push” and I thought “Why is no one else helping them” but I didn’t get out.
There are 3 kinds of people in this world. 1. Haters (those who are simply unable to think of anything or anyone but themselves). 2. Thinkers (those who notice the needs of others and think something should be done to help). 3. Do’ers (those who DO what needs to be done to help others)
Apparently I am a Thinker. I have pretty much always been a Thinker. While I was watching the above scene I kept thinking “I should get out and help.” Why didn’t I? Because I had other thoughts, ridiculous thoughts, thoughts like “I’m a big wimp, I wouldn’t actually be much help” and “I’m wearing my brand new white coat, it would get dirty on her car-and I already feel guilty for buying it” and “What if the lady comes with my food while I’m helping and doesn’t know where I am” Stupid, yes. Excuses, yes. My defense was “at least I thought about helping, at least I noticed she needed help.” Problem with that is in the end a Thinker is absolutely no different than a Hater. I did exactly the same thing as they did, nothing. I was JUST as helpful to that woman as anyone who did not think or care that she needed help. It only matters if you are a Do’er. You are only helpful if you DO help. Thinking about helping produces no results.
Daddy-O is a Do’er. Even while I was sitting in the car I kept thinking, “he would get out, he would be helping them right now. He wouldn’t even have thought about it.” And it’s true, that’s just who he is, he just DOES. I don’t know why I don’t. I should, everyone should. How does one go from being a Thinker to a Do’er. Perhaps practice. Perhaps ignoring all the ‘buts’ in your head. Who knows, all I know is making that change would make me a better person.
More cute things about Supergirl…
Everynight she has to go to bed (in her rocking chair….still) with her three friends: Emma (the penguin), Moo (the cow, duh), and Winfrey (the dog-who is almost bigger than she is). After she falls asleep we have to go pick her out of this pile of animals and put her in bed.
Also, she was a real trooper on our black Friday shopping trip. Although when we went to eat at IHOP (just the 2 of us) she was too BIG to sit next to me and insisted on sitting across from me in the booth, without a booster seat. I was a little emotional! 
But anyways, while we were shopping she kept saying she needed sunglasses because the sun was burning her eyes, so I let her pick some out at Walmart (since we had left her other 5 pair at home) and this is what she picks, seriously:
And finally, I leave you with a little Thanksgiving cuteness:
