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Thursday
Feb142008

Here I am!

I went to California for the weekend to honor a boy named Hank Mason, an incandescent being composed of spun sugar and baby Jesus, who completed his first year of sharing our earthly realm. In honor of his birthday, he learned to hover inches above the ground while granting beatific smiles to his adoring followers.

He's a good kid, is what I'm saying. I also saw some other people. They were much larger, and more resistant to me holding them and kissing their necks. Nonetheless, I had fun.

So much fun that I couldn't sit up straight or talk for the first couple of days home. Also I couldn't do anything but curse the day I chose to live on the East Coast. Why don't we all live in California? It's stupid here. Yesterday it was snowing, then sleeting, then raining. Then the temperature dropped and elves emerged from the bushes to buff the ice until all the sidewalks of the Northeast were smooth and deadly. The elves are out to kill us all, so they can live in our houses, and then sell our houses and move to California. The elves know what they're doing. Yes, I'm writing about imaginary elves. You see what New Jersey does to a person?

I'm finally alive today and my son is home from school. He left for school in a cheerful enough mood (once we wrestled with the application of the BOOTS OF DEATH and the MITTENS OF AGONY) but about an hour after he left, the school called. Is there anything more nerve-wracking than seeing your child's school on one's caller ID? No. Nothing more nerve-wracking. I am not exaggerating at all. His legs felt "wobbly," according to his teacher, and because several kids in his class have come down with the flu and they've all exhibited this mysterious symptom of leg-wobbliness, they were "concerned." Basically they wanted him out of there. I couldn't blame them. I wanted to, but I couldn't.

And now he's home. Home, and bouncing around. His wobbliness has disappeared as mysteriously as it arrived! It's a Valentine's Day miracle!

Sigh.

Reader Comments (36)

This is definitely the age where they start workin' it.

However, even while (I'm convinced) workin' it a little bit, my son turned up with strep. (no fever! no nothing!)

Doh.

Seriously, nasty things are running through everyone down here in northern va, so i hope it skips jersey!
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenteramy
My legs feel wobbly. Also, my hair itches and I am filled with a general sense of dismay mixed with procrastination. Could someone please come get me now?
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterQuinn
Oh, that always happens! They are sick, and seem to really be sick, then when you finally decide they shouldn't go to school, they are full of energy! Love that. Sure I do.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenternotjustbarbra
So glad you're back, Alice! Thanks for the many laughs in today's post. The weather here is getting to me, too. A few years ago, the winter weather had me so down, I found myself jealous of Calista Flockhart after seeing her picture in one of the tabloid mags. Why was I jealous? Because she was wearing a tank top and pumping gas. Let's all move to L.A.!!
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterkaren
Watch out for the rebound sickness! In my house, the scenario is (1) their mild unverifiable random complaints, followed by (2) my begrudging barely-motherly sympathy for most-likely-faked illness, followed by (3) their skyrocketing fever and/or projectile vomiting and "I TOLD YOU I WAS SICK!! WAAAAAAAH!" at high volume.

(I hope your weekend includes none of the above.)
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterVelma
Oh, he so knows what he's doing. What a smart kid.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterSarah R
As a resident of beautiful perpetually sunny San Diego, I ask, nah, I BEG you all not to move west. The shift in weight could be what finally causes the state to detach and sink into the Pacific Ocean.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterLisa
DuckyBoy has the Amazing Disappearing Fever trick down pat, particularly right before some event I want to go to or that I really want him to attend. Last night he had a 101.7, then this morning he was fine. Way to fight that infection, body! Valentine's Day is saved!
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterjanny226
I think we have some BOOTS OF DEATH and MITTENS OF AGONY around our house too. Also the popular TORTURE MAX SOCKS and PAJAMAS OF ETERNAL SUFFERING...
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterBethany
Hi Alice- I love reading your blog more than you know. We gave the elves our Pennsylvania house seven years ago and moved to ever sunny Arizona. Best thing we ever did. We have two boys, very, very similar to Henry. They are 15 and 17 now and I could still tell stories about them, but I'm enjoying reading your stories much more instead.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterTerry
I imagine you get this all the time, but you're one of the best writers on the Internet.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterShe Likes Purple
Amazing recovery. My daughter had to check to make sure her 'illness' was not on the day of the Valentines party. She is a Benadryl junkie- please, I am sooooo sick, I NEED the pink medicine. So tempting to just sedate her until spring...
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterbeth
Maybe he was getting into the spirit and was doing the St. Vitus day dance?
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterAnne Prince
I hear you. In fact, I am you, except my mysteriously unwobbly child is a girl.

They called me yesterday to come get her. Today is Valentine's Day with candy for breakfast, candy after lunch ... she's in her room, humming her little songs, playing with her dolls, having the time of her life.

And? There's no school tomorrow. Or Monday. She's managed to wangle a five day weekend.

I swear I was never this manipulative. Or smart. And my timing, as regards illnesses? Always sucked. I was the kid who got sick on Friday at 3:00 and was completely recovered by Sunday at 7:00 p.m.

It must be all that organic food we're feeding them.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterPoppy
I live in the East too and I agree. It IS stupid.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterCollege Mama
Happy Valentine's Day to you guys!
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterstephanie
the best fix for kids faking illness is to put them in bed when they get home. not on the couch with tv, not in their rooms playing, but in bed, resting, period, for the remainder of the day.

my kid pulled one over on me once, and a friend gave me the above advice. the next time she called home from school, i outlined what the rest of her day would look like (in bed!) and she suddenly felt much better.



February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterwndl
How come my mom doesn't come get me when MY legs are feeling wobbly? In fact, they feel sort of wobbly right now.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMiss Grace
i am sorry for you that you do not live in california. it is lovely here today!we were also blessed with a valentine's miracle today! school was cancelled due to...umm...why???

OHYES! there was some wind!!and the power was out this morning.but the power? came back on at 9 am, so we? are experiencing a miracle of the 'why-oh-why was school cancelled on a party and sugar filled holiday?' whining variety - which no amount of 'there will be postponed sugar tomorrow' will placate.

save me.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commentergwendomama
That's why I don't have caller ID.
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterSonja
Seeing those photos of Hank's Bday only goes to prove that boys are not made of snakes and snails and puppy dog tails! Also, you girls know how to have a good time!JulesHouse of Jules



February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterjules
School on caller ID? Yep, four times yesterday. Once in a blue moon is bad enough, but four times in one day is heart-poundingly, hands-shakingly yucky. Fortunately it was just about forgotten stuff...a particularly forgetful day.

Love your blog!
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commentersteph
I did my fair share of sickness-fakeage. I remember sticking my head really close to the lamp's light bulb so that I would feel REALLY feverish. Unfortunately, I got caught one time and there went that charade!
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterHeidi
I ask myself every day why I don't live in California.

Winter sucks.

Are we over the hump?
February 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterthe mama bird diaries
::snickering:: We have gnomes that polish the ice so it's all nice and shiny-like here in the Midwest. :)

February 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMelissa

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