Delaware state bird.
Up all night with The Baby who moaned, groaned, and yelled for me. This is the nightly norm for The Baby but in my sleep deprived delirium it seemed a tad more excessive.This morning she has a temperature of 101.
"I sick. Are you sick?" she moans.
I can't figure out if I am also sick which seems to be a genetic trait from the paternal side of my family. Generally when my temperature reaches 103 after days of a "headache" I decide to use a thermometer and then am amazed at how sick I am, how long I have actually been sick and how I had no clue regarding this fact.
Not being in touch with one's own health issues is also characteristic of "extreme caretakers." You know who you are and many of you are reading this blog.
Come to think of it following an "extreme caretaker" around for 24 hours might be a good premise for a new reality tv show. Besides I'm bored with watching re-runs of Hoarders on Netflix. I could use a dose of wallowing in the misery of someone I actually have something in common with.
So I'm exhausted this morning and stagger after my cup(s) of java when The Boy hollers for me. I figure he has to wee wee.
"Mom! What did you do with the snake?"
The snake? What snake?
"Why did it have polka dots on it?"
Fever dream?
When I get The Boy up for school he cannot decide if he feels well enough to go to school or not even though it turns out that he does not have a temp.
Can't decide if he's sick. Uh. Oh. Sounds like it might be genetic and environmental.
I pack his lunch, and back pack and in doing so I find that he has a big art project due today. The letter from his fabulous art teacher informs me that The Boy has chosen the states of Texas and Delaware and that I was supposed to research these two states online last night with him and send in many, many facts and photos corresponding to those chosen states.
I can also use "weird " facts for example the "fainting goats in Montana."
Fainting goats? I seem to have missed this somewhere in the past 60 years of life experiences. The only thing I know about Montana is that for every one woman there are 12 men. I considered moving there when I was young and had hormones. Now I'm old, have no hormones and hate the cold so Montana no longer entices me.
And Delaware? Where is Delaware actually? Does any one live there? I have never met a soul from Delaware and in Florida we have tourists from all over the United States so I have to wonder does Delaware really exist? And more importantly did The Boy choose Delaware because it rhymes with under wear?
In researching Delaware for 20 seconds this morning I discover that not only does Delaware exist it actually has a chicken for it's state bird! Any state who has a chicken for it's state bird and whose residents do not spend winters in Florida annoying Floridians is worthy of praise!
Kudos, Delaware! I stand and salute you!
The Boy has been to Texas, however, so i ask him what he remembers about our vacation to Dallas.
"The cashews."
The train ride to Ft. Worth? The longhorn steer run in downtown Ft. Worth? The Dallas children's science museum? The book depository museum and grassy knoll where JFK was assassinated? The Los Lonely Boys concert in downtown Dallas? The vintage train museum?
Gone.
"The cashews."
I remind him of the strong Mexican culture we also encountered when purchasing those cashews at a local farmers market and asked if he encountered a strong Mexican culture in Dallas what country does he think borders Texas?
'Tokyo?"
Sick or not sick I predict it's going to be a long day and an even longer art project.
7 comments:
Oh, my. And you were working on that art project in the morning with a fever?
I'm wracking my brains trying to remember if I know anyone from Delaware. I just remembered that I knew a DuPont from Delaware -- she was a friend of a friend, and I think the DuPonts are from Delaware.
What's the world coming to?
Oh my dear, I have no idea how you do it all, but you did give me my laugh for the day today...say, I think I like those people from Delaware too. I wish more Michiganders were like them...absent.
Tokyo, Texas and Cashew? What a fabulous, charming mind he has.
From one Extreme to another, get well soon!
Thank you so much for your stories. I am an extreme caregiver as well and it's been tougher than usual lately. I haven't felt happy or joyful for a while. I am laughing so hard right now I may need a "brief" lucky me, we have lots! This laugh has made my day, thanks again.
By the time he was ten, youngest son had been with my parents to every state in the continental US except, Delaware. They couldn't figure out how they missed it. Now,I know. There is no Delaware after all. Whew! And I thought I was tired. Woman, you need some sleep!
..."Did The Boy choose Delaware because it rhymes with under wear?"
My favorite line. Confirms to me that my boy and your boy would probably get along great.
We had the same experience regarding the art project. They were supposed to have done it during Spring Break when they were home for 11 days! I was printing stuff at 6:30 AM for Tiff! You know that probably 99% of the parents from our school had the same experience.
Ms. M
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