You know that song from the hit movie “Dirty Dancing” where Baby spends the night with Johnny and is seen sneeking out of his cabin early in the morning.. You’ll remember when you hear it I’m sure…
Well its 3.22 am and it REALLY is the Still of the night, but no I am not sneeking out of Johnny’s cabin, instead I am doing something much more noble..I am safe keeping a sick 11month old, so that her also sick Mother can get some sleep. I tried to roll over and go back to sleep, I tried to ignore the wails from the other room, and then I heard MY sick child saying to her sick child…”Please go to sleep Scarlett” and that was all it took… I gave up on sleep and donned my super cape and said “Grandma to the rescue”
So here we are “In the still of the night” the clock is ticking very loudly and Scarlett is sleeping soundly and Grandma is blogging, yeah I’ll pay for not sleeping while she sleeps but oh well.
At 7.15 am yesterday morning I got a teaful phone call from Daughter #2 saying “Scarlett wont stop screaming, I dont know what to do can you talk to her?” As though talking to an 11 month old on the phone will help.. But there I went..
“Sweetpea, its Grandma what’s wrong?” The screaming eased a little..
“Sweetpea… Talk to Gramma, what’s wrong with my girl?” We are down to a whimper.
“Scarletta, I love you! Wanna come see Gramma today?” Ah ha! I heard it, faintly in the background muffled, that cute little giggle.
And then Amber on the phone telling me she (Scarlett) woke up screaming and hasn’t stopped for an hour and she’s (Amber) still sick it’s been a week and she feels bad and she’s (Amber) crying and so I said “you both need to come home and let me help you.” It’s times like these at 7.15 am on a Thursday morning and I am trying to do my “Bible studies” that I wish I drove, so I could go collect them, my flock.
So they caught the bus over. I took over Scarlett, got Amber organised with calling MY Doctor and arranged it all. We all went down to the Dr, we all went down to the Pathology office for blood samples, we went and brought staples for Scarlett and then I arranged for Amber and Scarlett to come home for a few days, home to their “Flock”
We became a “Flock” about 5 years ago now, we stopped being a family and became a “Flock” because we adopted an 8 week old Galah, and when galahs bond they bond for life, and since we adopted “Charlie Feathers” we bonded with him and so became his Flock, so the more “family” we add to our home the more “Flock” Charlie has. When we brought the Babies home from hospital we introduced them to Charlie and since he sings and dances we made them a little song. It goes like this.. “Charlie, Chase and Scarlett, and Grandma too!” We repeat that to him, in a sing song way and he dances and both those babies have grown so used to the “Charlie, Chase and Scarlett” song, that even if I hum the tune both babies will turn around and look at Charlie to see if he’s dancing. I am sure everyone thinks I am mad, and maybe I am a little but its the simple thungs that work, Charlie is bonding with his new “Flock” members, the Babies are learning about animal care and to appreciate Charlie and Grandma is making happy memories for them all. Its a win win situation!
Taken from wikipedia.. Galahs are about 35 cm (14 in) long and weigh 270–350 g. They have a pale grey to mid-grey back, a pale grey rump, a pink face and chest, and a light pink mobile crest. They have a bone-coloured beak and the bare skin of the eye rings is carunculated. They have grey legs. The genders appear similar, however generally adult birds differ in the colour of the irises; the male has very dark brown (almost black) irises, and the female has mid-brown or red irises. The colours of the juveniles are duller than the adults. Juveniles have greyish chests, crowns, and crests, and they have brown irises and whitish bare eye rings, which are not carunculated. Living in captivity galah birds can reach up to 70 to 80 years of age when a good quality diet is strictly followed, the galah bird socialises adequately and can engage playfully in entertainment activities to support the overall very intelligent nature of the bird. In their natural habitat the galah bird is unlikely to reach the age of 20 years. The average age of all galah birds is about 40 years of age.
So from reading the above, you can see chances are Charlie Feathers will outlive me and so we made arrangements that he will be inherited by Amber.. Since Jasmin hates birds after being swooped by a magpie when she was younger and Will hates Charlie more than Jasmin, so Amber and Scarlett will inherit Charlie Feathers.. Who also calls himself “Charles” “Cha cha” “Charlie boy” and “Goodboy” and will answer to any of the above. He sings and dances and calls the dog “Ambrosia” in my tone of voice! He loves his cat and his dogs, and when the phone rings and I go to answer it he says very neatly “Hello” or “Hi, how are ya?”
So I think its a fair pay deal, I look after Scarlett and miss a few hours sleep so her Mum can feel better, and when I die I know that my “Charlie Flock Boy” has a safe secure home!! Maybe now its 4:16 am, I’ll try and catch a little nap!!