Mon 18 Dec 2006
Mr. W told me earlier that his daughter went home from school early today. She caught the stomach flu that her brother and school friends had last week, and she threw up in science class today.
“She threw up in the science class?” I asked. Apparently she did.
I bet most of you normal people, in your head just now, went, “Aww.”
Some of you who are less paternally- or maternally-inclined may have just thought to yourselves, “Ew. Well, that sucks.”
Here was my immediate reaction. I said, “Oh, that’s cool! Cuz then the other kids can take a sample, put it on a slide, and look at it under their microscope.” I mean, it was in science class.
And it didn’t occur to me until now, almost 2 hours later, that my reaction wasn’t probably the most normal or thoughtful one.
Yeah you’d make a great mom!! I can see you now picking up your sick kid from school but first going to let the science class know that they can “study” the puke cause you think it would be “cool”
At least it’d make my kid laugh and momentarily distract him/her from feeling sorry for him/herself.
Yes, you’d be known as the “cool” mom that all the other kids wished they had. I always wanted “that” mom, mine was a stick in the mud, but I still love her bunches.
You are so cool! I hope you have boys because you are the type of mom that will dig it when they bring in worms, and other gnarly stuff.
you know, you should have been a microbiology major. from the endoplasmic reticulum post to this one, i’d say you’re definitely a science geek. 😉
Flat Coke – my mom stayed kinda invisible because she was shy. I don’t think I had an opinion about that. I mean, she really never embarrassed me.
Vanessa – Until recently, I’d always thought I’d wanted a girl and would be devastated if I had a boy.
Mel – I did get over 100% in high school biology. Haha. I died halfway thru Chem, tho. Nomenclature was the end of me.
You would be a great mom…. and I’ll be a great aunt when you do become a great mom. Just ask dodo… he/she is gonna love aunt jordan
Dodo said something about you preferring him 3000 miles away.
I prefer his cat hair to be 3000 miles away..
I’m sorry, I’m not going to send him naked to visit you and keep his pelt at home.