It’s Fall y’all. It’s a gloomy November day. It’s colds and flu season. To the parents who KNOWINGLY brought their kids to school, camp, after school activities practices with fevers, coughs, sore throats, nausea and vomiting….
Actually I am kidding. Why would I thank such foolish irresponsibility especially since this pretty much guarantees that your irresponsible choices will bring sickness here under the Big Top. Hurray, hurray, hurray. Thank you for being a selfish, irresponsible ass.
I know…it’s the season…it can’t be helped.
Blah, blah, blah…
I’m just going to enjoy a yummy, velvety bowl of tomato soup before I take of the first casualty of colds and flu season and stupid parents here under the Big Top.
Everyone and everything is missing Daniel here under the Big Top.
Even his bed, covered with his bedtime friends…yes, he sleeps with ALL of them…seems so forlorn.
I’m being pitiful, I know. This isn’t the first time I have sent a kid of mine off to science camp. I missed them all too…very much. Yes, I just wrote that for them because they do read this blog regularly. But yes, I did miss them all a lot when they were away. But I was certain that they were just fine…having fun…probably not missing me at all.
Of course the school’s attendance office calling the other day to inform me that my son was absent from school didn’t help. Not at all. I mean, yes, he was absent from school because he was with the rest of his fifth grade class, some of the fifth grade teachers and his school principal at science camp. Thank you for raising my blood pressure just a little and making me want to call the camp to make sure my child was okay and there at science camp. That’s exactly what I needed.
I didn’t call.
We won’t talk about how hard it was for me not to call.
He’s having fun.
He’s coming home tomorrow.
He’ll probably be so much more grown up too…just like his sisters were.
And yes, the Big Top is REALLY quiet. Of course Bill and Abby are at work and Jodie is at school right now. But still, it is REALLY quiet here under the Big Top. It’s always been that way when I have sent one of my kids off to science camp. I remember when Hollie went. Her best friend’s mom was devastated that week our girls were gone. I ran into her running errands during that week and she shared with me how much she missed her precious child. “Isn’t your heart just SHATTERED?!“, she tearfully asked me. Honestly, no. I missed her, that much was true. I missed her a lot…when I wasn’t rushing Zoë and Abby off to kindergarten and preschool and chasing after busy, busy, curious little Jodie. I did miss her. Still I was certain that she was fine. She was having a blast. She was good. I felt the same way as I packed up and sent Zoë, Abby and Jodie off to science camp too. I offered lots of hugs and kisses…as many as they would allow me to offer without embarrassing them in front of their friends…waved goodbye and then headed back home to juggle the rest of this circus life confident that they all were having a great time and making great memories…whether they kissed a banana slug or not.
Daniel will be fine too even if he won’t be kissing any banana slugs. Whether he wanted to or not he won’t be able to because you can not kiss a protected species because the salt in your saliva can harm them.
With his classmate and friend, Armando, by his side, I know that he will be just fine making many happy memories in the coastal redwoods of Northern Cali this week.
One of Daniel’s new favorite songs is, yes, What Does The Fox Say. It’s fun he tells me as he tries to teach me the words so we both can sing along together as we do.
What does the fox say? Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! What the fox say? Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! What the fox say? Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! What the fox say? Joff-tchoff-tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoff! Tchoff-tchoff-tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoff! Joff-tchoff-tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoff! What the fox say?
More time for more charity work. Free gourmet food, wine tasting, delicious martinis and time spent with a few of my favorite co-workers make it worth it all the more.
And perhaps there has been a bit of binge-watching going on. Yeah, I just now discovered Breaking Bad. I can’t believe that I so very quickly finding myself caring about characters that seem to have no redeeming qualities whatsoever but I do. Seriously, none of them seem to be good people at all…except perhaps Walt Jr. and baby Holly. I just started Season 3. No one tell me how it all ends up.
I mean it.
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