Apparently Bo is a very serious boy when he's sick.
I woke up this morning, this very morning and thought, "Wow, it's been over a month since my kids have been sick, that's gotta be a record." Unbeknownst to me in that moment, something was attacking little Bo's immune system. I'm not sure what it is yet, it seems flu-like, but what do I know? I put bandaids on acute respiratory distress. He is engaging in Sick Nobody-like behavior, so I know it's real. Whining, moaning, thrashing a little for effect. I do feel for the little guy.
I had a quick dr's appointment this morning, just to get a shot in my right flank. I'm RH negative and so I always have to get that rhogam shot at 28 weeks. I'm 30 weeks, but both Bo and Avee have ended up being A- also, so this time around, I forgot and my doctor did too. Good thing he makes the big bucks and is required to remember.
I called my friend last minute and asked if I could dump my kids on her. She said yes. Bo had started whining a few minutes before we loaded into the car so I wasn't sure if he was up for playing. I gave him the choice and he chose to come with me rather than stay at a very fun house full of cool toys. That was my first clue. Second clue was when I did a curb check with the car and he started wailing like I had used his body to jump the curb and not the poor car's.
In a span of about 20 minutes I felt his temperatur
e jump. And then that strange mom-feeling sets in where you just feel so bad that your baby is sick, but it's not your fault (or so you tell yourself) and really not much you can do. To assuage my guilt for his suffering, I offered to stop and get him a Sprite.
In his halted, wimpery voice: But mom, you can't have sprite when you are sick!
"Well, sometimes people drink it when they are sick to feel better."
To which he very seriously replied, "But not when I'M sick, it's FOH of sugoh!"
Minus the sweet little 3 year old "accent", that is doctrine straight from Grandma's mouth. And apparently mine.
Later, after we got Avee from her friend's house we were driving down the road and I said, "I love you Avee!" and she immediately yelled, "No I NOT!" She just learned this game and given that it's very amusing for me as well, I joined in, "Yes I do!"
"No y'NOT!"
"Yes I do!"
"No y'not do!"
Since she was shaking things up, I thought I would too.
"No I don't!"
"Yesth y'do!"
At which point Bo interrupted urgently with all the force of a wimper he could muster (he really is actually in bad shape) and scolded me, "Mom, you shouldn't say you don't love her, even if you are just joking, those aren't the kind of jokes we have in our family."
He is exactly right. But what's up with an impending illness making him all serious and preachy? Lighten UP dude!
I woke up this morning, this very morning and thought, "Wow, it's been over a month since my kids have been sick, that's gotta be a record." Unbeknownst to me in that moment, something was attacking little Bo's immune system. I'm not sure what it is yet, it seems flu-like, but what do I know? I put bandaids on acute respiratory distress. He is engaging in Sick Nobody-like behavior, so I know it's real. Whining, moaning, thrashing a little for effect. I do feel for the little guy.
I had a quick dr's appointment this morning, just to get a shot in my right flank. I'm RH negative and so I always have to get that rhogam shot at 28 weeks. I'm 30 weeks, but both Bo and Avee have ended up being A- also, so this time around, I forgot and my doctor did too. Good thing he makes the big bucks and is required to remember.
I called my friend last minute and asked if I could dump my kids on her. She said yes. Bo had started whining a few minutes before we loaded into the car so I wasn't sure if he was up for playing. I gave him the choice and he chose to come with me rather than stay at a very fun house full of cool toys. That was my first clue. Second clue was when I did a curb check with the car and he started wailing like I had used his body to jump the curb and not the poor car's.
In a span of about 20 minutes I felt his temperatur
e jump. And then that strange mom-feeling sets in where you just feel so bad that your baby is sick, but it's not your fault (or so you tell yourself) and really not much you can do. To assuage my guilt for his suffering, I offered to stop and get him a Sprite.In his halted, wimpery voice: But mom, you can't have sprite when you are sick!
"Well, sometimes people drink it when they are sick to feel better."
To which he very seriously replied, "But not when I'M sick, it's FOH of sugoh!"
Minus the sweet little 3 year old "accent", that is doctrine straight from Grandma's mouth. And apparently mine.
Later, after we got Avee from her friend's house we were driving down the road and I said, "I love you Avee!" and she immediately yelled, "No I NOT!" She just learned this game and given that it's very amusing for me as well, I joined in, "Yes I do!"
"No y'NOT!"
"Yes I do!"
"No y'not do!"
Since she was shaking things up, I thought I would too.
"No I don't!"
"Yesth y'do!"
At which point Bo interrupted urgently with all the force of a wimper he could muster (he really is actually in bad shape) and scolded me, "Mom, you shouldn't say you don't love her, even if you are just joking, those aren't the kind of jokes we have in our family."
He is exactly right. But what's up with an impending illness making him all serious and preachy? Lighten UP dude!
7 comments:
Awwww, poor little sick Benja. He is foh of sugah himself. Hope he's feeling better soon.
Avery's "No I not" is so adorable. Do you ever rent her out?
I'm second woohoo!
Poor Benja :-( Good for him, turning down sprite! He's got more will power than me. And Avee's 'Yesth y'do!' cracked me up heheee.
Lurrv y'all...
Unfortunately for you it is that gifted nature of his to tell you how it is.. even in a sick frail state..
oh ya and you must have one awesome friend!
wow, our grandmas sure think differently. white soda and french fries was a must when you were sick! At 3o-something, when I am really, really sick, the only thing that makes me feel better is white soda and french fries.
I'd get really worried if he starts insisting on carrots in spaghetti. ;) So funny that everything is very serious for him.
I like, "Those are not the kind of jokes we have in our family." I've started thinking that kids get sick sometimes just so that comments like that will come out and reassure the mom that they are indeed hearing what we tell them all the time.
Bandaids on acute respiratory distress? That is great writing.
I hope B feels bettoh soon. And that he will allow himself some sugar. It's good for the soul.
I don't know why kids have to be so serious when they're sick. For gosh sakes, crack a joke kid! JK.
Aw, even when Benja is sick he's still adorable.
Oh and serious.
No I not FOH of sugoh!
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