Misc...

Frequently I wonder if there is a hidden camera in my home, kind of like the movie The Truman Show because someone MUST be getting a good laugh by watching my life. Sometimes it just causes me to scratch my head and go hmmmm.

Last week the girls traded off being sick. Mallorie first, then Hannah. Mind you, the day after Mallorie stayed home from school Hannah woke up and let me know she had been sick through the night.

H - "I got sick last night. I don’t want to go to school."

Now, as far as I am concerned, the three older children are each old enough and responsible enough to determine how they feel. Each one of them likes going to school, so there is no attempts at skipping school from any of them. They are good students and participate in things at school that require them to attend, so my "Only you can determine whether or not you are sick enough to stay home" is certainly not abused. So, back to Hannah.

I got three calls between the time I left with the older kids (7:20 a.m.) and the normal departure time for Hannah (8:15 a.m.) I’m going to school, I’m not going to school, I’m going to school. At the time of the first call I told her – only you know how you are feeling, but if you do not feel well, stay home. I do not want to get a call at work telling me that you don’t feel well and I have to come home (from the city) to get you from school. I was quite clear about that, I thought. Free pass, mom approves, STAY HOME IF YOU ARE SICK.

Needless to say, Hannah starts school at 8:50 a.m. – I got the call at 9:41 a.m.

"Mrs. Keys, this is the health suite at Copper Beech Elementary. I have Hannah here, she threw up in the bathroom."

UGH!!!!! Urge to strangle!!! Now mom gets to scramble and find a way for Hannah to get home from school without me having to (1) take an entire day off work, thereby losing a vacation or personal day; (2) spending two hours back and forth to go home, get Hannah and try to get back. Just as I thought for sure I would have to jump the next train I reach Kevin as he was walking out the door and he was ale to get Hannah before he caught a train. Whew.

This drama, however, did not stop Hannah from calling me at about 3:45 p.m. to ask if she could walk to the mini-mart with her friends. NO!!!! If you were sick enough to have to come home from school you will stay in. You’re lucky I’m not making you stay in your bed!