Day one without the mom.
After a somewhat tumultuous and teary goodbye to the boys, she left this morning at 7:00. She was supposed to meet at the Stake Center, but when we got there, I was sure we actually ran into a teenage polygamist convention or a conference of time traveling youth from 1865 wearing Nikes. Straw hats and bonnets seemed to be the flavor of the day and you could just feel the hormonal, acne-filled anticipation of the trip in the air. I have been imagining Cathi all day long; cringing as an obnoxious primary song is sung for the 18th time on the bus or holding back tears as she tries to force a lazy 14 year old girl to walk another mile. Oh, the joys of being obligated to going on Trek.
The boys have been spoiled today. Grandma took them to lunch and then to ice cream. I have loaded their little bellies with even more chicken nuggets for dinner and cookies for desert. Let us not forget the fruit snacks and lemonade throughout the day. Boys will be boys.
One definite drawback of a missing, levelheaded wife is that she cannot slap me back into reality when I go over the top on my hypochondriac-ism-ness. This afternoon I spotted a small, white patch on the end of Calder's tongue. He won't allow me to touch it and acts like it hurts when I do. My first guess is tongue cancer, however, I have not been able to make a complete diagnosis. Will someone please tell me to "shut up and don't worry about it! He is fine!"? Man, do I miss her. She is probably sitting by a campfire right now, wishing she could throw her bonnet and her ultra-chaste dress into the flames.
3 more days! (Oh, and yes, that is Lincoln's underwear on Calder's head.)
4 comments:
Hilarious Abe!!!! And I agree it's probably tongue cancer for Calder! Today I'm going to do my blog about being a hypochondriac :). Love the underwear picture! I hope you boys can survive a few more days without the mother hen!
I saw you left me a comment on my hypochondriac blog saying maybe Calder has thrush instead of tongue cancer. I don't know much about thrush but I thought it was only for breastfeeding babies and people with AIDS. When I had it over and over and over, I knew I was a breastfeeding baby so what was the other alternative? The only one I knew . . . AIDS. Thankfully the internet has opened a whole new way of diagnosing things :) and I know now those aren't the only two people to get it. Hopefully Calders is nothing serious!
Abe I'm sure the white spot is nothing. It's probably a canker sore or something. Look that one up on google.
Eric and Harrison are at high adventure camp with the scouts for 3 days. I am positive they are having more fun than Cathi. Girls are ruling the house here with Spencer.
Kerianne - good to hear that I am not alone in my single parenting this week. I bet Eric and Harrison are having a blast! Those high adventure things really are fun. By the way, I love the pictures of the girls (+Alexis) dancing. Your camera is amazing! They turned out so good. Tell the kids that I miss them.
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