When we got to El Alto de Aviles, Enrique's town, it was already time for the Posadas to start. Now if you aren't familiar with the Posadas this is something very special many people do in Mexico during the Christmas season. In fact what I experienced as their Christmas season was not at all similiar to what I am used to. It IS ABOUT celebrating, but it is not about gifts, other than the posadas.
The only problem I had while I was there was.. caring for the children:
There is one major problem that is there. Taking care of the children. You can't keep them clean. You can't keep them safe. There are hazards everywhere. When I said to Enrique I don't know how anyone could raise children in that environment he took offense because he said that he grew up there. I said well, if we lived here I would have areas where the animals stayed on their side, and there wasn't dangerous places a baby can go. I get pretty umm how do I say Pre Madonna ish over there because, there are so many hazards and things to look out for I go on strike. I'm like if I had my way, there would be gates so the children can't crawl out anytime they want into where all the goats are. The chickens and turkeys wouldn't be walking around pooping on everything. And The spiral staircase that goes up to a dangerous platform with no fence would either be gated off or there would be a gate at the top or even a different type of stairs.
So I guess my point is I get a little upset not having control of my children and what they are doing and experiencing. Now the children love this. They love getting dirty and don't mind having to change 3-4 times in one day. They love running around being wild. The one thing I do appreciate is at least their property is fenced off from the street.
I guess another pet peeve I have about being there is the bathroom. It is pretty nice since we fixed it up. However, you have to go outside to get to it. I am the kind of person that usually has to pee in the middle of the night. So navigating a dark concrete yard with obstacles, rats (I've heard) and a large dog that gets loose sometimes at night, is not fun.
Regardless of all these pet peeves I've just stated, Maria is my hero. She is not perfect. But she has a great sense of humor, she's raised one of the best set of children I have ever met. 2 girls and 5 boys most of which are fabulous, funny, and forgiving. Hmm that's a good set of f's. And if she can do it for you and you ask, she will. Her gift to you is caring for you.