Notes from a sick day

I had JT and HM at home for three days, due to winning the sick kid lottery. Ironically, JT was fine once he had meds. However, since the school sent him home with the flu, they could determine when he was fit to return.

Note to not-yet-parents: taking a day off in precaution is usually a good guard against being forced to take three off in punishment.

Anyway, JT and I had a good time, and he gave me some bon mots.

JT: "I want to watch teenage robot."
Me: "It's not on."
JT: "When is it on?"
Me: "Four. I showed you that already."
JT: "It is not four."
Me: "Is that my fault?"
JT: "...Yes."

Me: "So, Jake, do you want to marry Jenny the Teenage Robot."
JT: (incredulous) "She's a robot and it's a cartoon!"
Note: JT has better grasp of reality than most anime freaks.

Avatar credits: "Long ago, when the four nations were yadda yadda yadda..."
JT: "Long ago? Like 1977?"

Sick Kid Lottery

I have two sick kids here today. It's been pretty calm, and I did have two moments of hilarity.

1. Jimmy Neutron had an invention get the Blue Screen of Death.

2. The same Jimmy Neutron episode was rather scary. I looked over, and JT was hiding under his blanket.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. But I think HM's scared of this show."

"Oh, really? Not you?"

"No. I'm not scared."

"Okay then. I'll keep an eye on HM for you."

At least he doesn't have to worry about exploding torsos anymore

I came back from the farmer's market on Sunday, and had barely gotten my bags sorted when the boy casually remarked:

"So, when do I get to marry you?"

Wow. I hadn't even bought him any cinnabons.

"You don't get to marry me."

"What?!" He set down his game. "Why not!?"

"There's a law that you can't marry your mother. You'd get arrested."

He looked shocked. "Nuh-uh."

"Also, I'm already married to Daddy."

"That's not fair. I should be married to you. He's had a turn." I love it when the same terms used for the 360 are applied to me.

"That's just the way it is, sweetie."

At that point, he burst into tears.

"But I want to be married!"

"You'll be married one day. Just not to me. And only once you're an adult."

"Life is not fair!"

I finally got him to calm down with a gift of an edition of Captain Underpants, but I did think it only fair to warn IB. And to let him know that he still has competition.

Still. I'm a bit pissed off every time Freud actually has a valid opinion about something.