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Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Tales from the sick bed

Not my sick bed, Child 2's sick bed. Apparently I'm not going to be making any money this week. He has a cold, but for his whole life whenever he's gotten sick he's gotten croup, that barking, scary-as-hell cough kids get where their windpipes get swollen and you panic when you hear it. We've been to the ER with croup before. This time, though, he's just really stuffy and has a cough that hurts him. A minute ago, though, he coughed and it sounded horrible and I asked him if he was okay and he said "Yeah, I'm okay; no worries." He's 5.

Here's the thing about hanging out with a sick Child 2, though: This kid is super clingy when he's feeling fine; when he's sick, I'm not going anywhere. I'm serious, my ass fell asleep 3 hours ago. I'm stuck here underneath him while he watches his stories and prevents me from moving. And hubs is working until midnight, if we're lucky. I've got somebody picking up Child 1 from school but there's no end in sight.

On another note, last night we're all in our respective beds and we hear crying coming from Child 2's room. We call for him and he appears tearfully in the doorway saying "I drew on my legs and now I'm afraid you're going to be mad at me." We said that he shouldn't draw on his legs but that we weren't mad and in the morning we would clean it up. I snapped this picture before that happened, though, because his artistic talent simply cannot be denied. I'm pretty sure he's drawn a map that will lead you to actual treasure.




12 comments:

LilPixi said...

Omg, Rol.

I feel so awful that he's sick, for both him & you, but that is damn funny.

They used to scare us with medical stories when we were little if we drew on ourselves, but I think that's a big fat myth. We drew all over ourselves, all the time.

Why they do what they do. When I was that age, I hid in the corner with scissors & cut all my hair off. Now, I'll never understand the curiosity. lol

Sickgrandma said...

I think that when you're sick it makes you feel better if you have drawn on yourself. so since I, too am sick, I'm following Ben's example and creating lovely stick figures on MY legs. Go, Ben !

jillsmo said...

Send pictures!

Pie Maker said...

Bwahahaha!
I am sorry for your pain, but it is kinda funny.

Lynn said...

Is that the same kid that wanted the Crayola Spin Magic? Be afraid.

jillsmo said...

Yeah, I've been afraid for about 5 1/2 years now

Miss Melicious said...

:( sick kids are not funny. ...except for yours. When my kids are sick there are definitely no crayons making their debut. Although when they were healthy a few weeks ago my 2 year old informed me that her sister gave her lots of cool 'tutus.' Only to discover little hearts and girls drawn all over the 2 year olds legs. ah...tattoos, not tutus!

Big Daddy Autism said...

When I was younger I used to draw on myself when I was sick. Only by "draw" I mean tattoo and by "sick" I mean drunk.

jillsmo said...

Whenever I laugh out loud when I'm reading something Child 2 makes me explain to him what's so funny, and no matter how many times I say "you wouldn't get it, it's a grownup thing" he still makes me read it to him. He says he understands this but I think he's lying.

Not Just Another Mother Blogger! said...

Child 2 is pretty savvy! I am sorry he isn't feeling well--I actually had croup a year ago and it sucks. When the doctor told me, I said that I was too old to have croup, so he needed to diagnose me with something more grownup. Preferably something where I could have the "good stuff" at the pharmacy.

Tina@ www.theteethingmom.com said...

I am now imagining what Child 2 was thinking when you were snapping this photo. If he's anything like you, I'm sure he knows it's going straight to your blog.

Logan's Bubbe said...

This photo reminds me of the time Crayola Washable markers came on the market. My daughter was all of a year old, and we (WE, the responsible adults) drew on her! Glasses, a bunny tattoo (bcs she LOVED her Mr. Bunny), mustache, freckles (she didn't have her own yet), etc. She loved it, we snapped pictures, and seconds in the tub washed away everything but the memory!

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