Now that it is Wednesday night, I finally feel that I might be ready to rejoin life tomorrow. I haven’t really done a lot of parenting this week, so I’m pretty happy that Alex stepped up. Although now that I think about it, I remember my alarm going off at 7 a.m. this morning and saying to Alex, “I’ll sell my soul to you if you let me sleep.”
Crap. He’s probably already pawned it.
It was worth it though because he got everyone ready for school and put them on the bus. He stayed home sick today too, but I didn’t know this, so I was surprised when he showed up in our bedroom where I was still sleeping at just before noon to—and I quote—”make sure you are still alive.”
Don’t be too charmed by his concern for me though. He told me later that he checked on me because he was worried that it would look bad if he happened to stay home on the day that I died in our house. So he wasn’t checking on me to make sure my fever hadn’t killed me, he was laying groundwork for his legal defense.
That he would be a suspect in my death is not a surprise to anyone who knows the two of us.
I really haven’t done anything for the past three days other than pick my kids up at the bus stop after school. And that just barely.
I also managed to take Jack to his occupational therapy session after school today, but after I saw what he wrote on our calendar, I should have known that it wasn’t going to go well.
He’s NOT sick, by the way. (Although he IS excited about Groundhog Day.) I giggled when I saw that on the calendar before we left for OT. I was less giggly when I returned after he absolutely couldn’t hack the session today. Sigh.
Also, extra points for whoever has the best answer for what that red circle on the top is.
We did have fun yesterday afternoon after everyone got off their buses.* See, there’s this big pile of snow on the corner and I mustered the energy to stand outside and watch them play on it for a while.
I show you this next photo just to impress you with but one of the branches that fell into our yard in one of the recent storms. This is the biggest, but by no means the only. I was trying to lure Jack inside with promises of homework and beatings, but he just wanted to stand outside and snap branches off of this tree.
That’s pretty much all I have for today. Tomorrow I hope to be back with, I don’t know, maybe an actual topic. Maybe.
Until then, I give you the latest happy Jack moment from his teacher:
He asked [E] (who sits at his table for both homeroom and reading) if she wanted to go on a date (she was thrilled, seriously :) )…WAIT FOR IT…
to his father’s office :) !!
I love this for more reasons than I can properly express.
* Fuck chronology. You want your blog entries to go in order, go read somebody who is coherent.