Child Choir Disaster Day
Picture this: everything is set. My nieces and nephews are rehearsing their line in the song I wrote ten years ago as a tribute to my (deceased) mother. We coordinated the dress code to highlight uterine cancer awareness. Awesome videographer? Check. Terrific producer? Check. After spending hours on flat-ironing my nieces three foot-long hair and making my clunky bracelet (pictured above), my sister, myself, and four kids jumped into the car and head off on our way.
When we arrived at the studio, Justin (the producer)'s dog was outside and my youngest niece loves dogs. She played with him as we arranged the details and I pulled the peachy-flowers out of the car for the video. And then suddenly, when we're all ready to go upstairs and begin recording, my nephew comes around and says to my sister, "Mommie, Taiba got bit!"
We didn't think it was any big deal, until we noticed her wander up with blood oozing out of her mouth.
A dog bite, in her mouth?
It turns out that the dog was not used to children and he wanted to show her how uncool he thought her friendship was. So he bit, right up into her mouth and through her little frenum.
So, instead of recording, we thought fast: we re-scheduled and took her to the emergency room, cramming gauze into her mouth on the way there. Her older siblings were really terrific--especially her big sister. In order to keep her from crying, they cheered and congratulated her on finally becoming a candidate for stitches (as each one of them, at some point, had to have stitches themselves). Today, they told her, she was officially inducted into the family's "Cool Kid" club.
At the emergency room, she was excited to be rolled around in a wheelchair and got to eat popsicles, which was good. Her wound was checked and we were given the go-ahead to go home, hours later.
Back home, Suzie decided to nibble on the tribute flowers for my mom and my sister vetoed the idea of bringing all four kids back to the studio. Only the oldest three will be recording themselves in the video, which will be out in October, God-willing (October is not only Breast Cancer Awareness Month, but also the month in which my mother passed away, ten years ago, from uterine cancer).
My sister was worried that Taiba would lose her fondness for dogs, but instead she simply increased her attachment to our Saint Bernard, Sheriff. She learned an important lesson--that (like humans) animals are unpredictable creatures and not all of them will treat us kindly. Proceed through life with caution. I hope that she is blessed with both people and any creature in her life who shows her as much care as the loving affection she innocently and genuinely showers on all around her. It's the best thing I could want for my nieces and nephews, but sometimes life lessons are important too.
As for the video, I will keep posting updates as I get them, God-willing!