Tuesday, 29 June 2010

Happy Birthday Middleman!

I can't believe my Middleman is 11!

He is handsome, smart and loving and has a great sense of humour...


And I love him so very much. Happy Birthday sweet Middleman!




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Monday, 28 June 2010

Happy Birthday Boy Oneder!

Another year has flown by and now, my boy is 14. FOURTEEN.

I can't believe this:



has become this:


I am SO stinkin' proud of my young man. He is hard-working, loving, responsible and mature.

I've said it a million times and will say it 100 million more...I am SO blessed to be this boy's mother.

Happy Birthday Boy Oneder! I love you with all my heart.

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Thursday, 24 June 2010

I feel the earth MOVE under my feet...

Well, I had a bit of excitement yesterday...

I experienced an earthquake. A real, live earthquake!

OK, so it was really far away and I just felt a tremor, but it scared the CRAP outta me!

I was sitting at my desk in my bedroom, working, when my right hand started to tremble on my mouse. I thought I had the shakes or something, so I lifed my hand off of the mouse. It wasn't me shivering because my hand stop shaking, but immediately, my legs started to shake. I listened for a truck to drive by because that's exactly what it felt like, but there was only silence. Then, the vibrating stopped (it lasted about 15 seconds) and the house began to rock. Yes...I mean sway like I was on a boat.

Even though I have never experienced an earthquake before, I knew immediately that this was an earthquake and I ran into Middleman's room to swoop up Threepeat from his nap and rush us both downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, I stopped to catch my breath and slow my heart down (I panicked), I realized that the shaking and swaying had stopped, so I stood there for a minute and tried to relax. Threepeat was all gurfuffled, wondering what the heck was going on, so I took him back upstairs and gently placed him back on the bed, hoping he would go back to sleep. Yeah right. I turned on the TV and ran back into my room to call the neighbour. She felt it too, so I tried to go onto CP24.com....there must have been so many people trying to get onto the news website that it crashed, so I went straight to Facebook. Already there were four statuses about feeling the earthquake. I do love my Facebook.

Anyway, there were no aftershocks or anything, and all is well, but that was a really scary feeling. I can't imagine how frightening it is for people who are close to where the epicentre of an earthquake is!

To add a little more excitement to my day, there were tornado warnings and thunder storm warnings all over Ontario yesterday too. Scary stuff.

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Wednesday, 23 June 2010

Positively positive.

Time for some positivity...I've been a crankpot lately and I need to count my blessings, because there are SO many of them. When the days are bad, I forget how wonderful my life really is and so today, I will remember:

  • Thank God, my children, my extended family and I are healthy
  • On most days, my sons are obedient, loving and make me proud to be their Mom
  • My husband is patient, loving, a good provider and a fantastic father, son and son-in-law
  • My Mom loves me and I love her
  • My Mother-in-Law is kind and generous and is a wonderful grandmother to my boys
  • I have friends, both new and old, who I am so glad I know...an almost endless list of fantastic friends
  • My neighbours are second to none. I can count on them for ANYTHING
  • My home keeps me cool in the summer, dry in the rain and warm in the winter
  • I have a bed to sleep in and food to fill my belly
  • I have a wonderful job that I love and have the added bonus that I work from home
  • My sister lives on through my sweet nieces, who I simply adore. Time spent with them is one of my biggest blessings
  • I have a minvan that safely takes my family and I where we need to go
  • I have a new company that is doing very well...much better than I had anticipated...a company where my boys spend loads of time with their Dad, learning the ropes for their future
  • I have Myles...the horse I part board, who gives me kisses and doesn't complain when I am giving him mixed up leg aids!
  • I have my Rosabella, who has a new lease on life now that her little liver is no longer working overtime to clear out the bacteria from her infected teeth. She is truly the best dog ever
  • I have my blog, which allows me to vent and get it all out. A place where many times, people have contacted me to say they were touched by one of my posts
  • My country is free, beautiful, safe and clean. I can be myself in this country and not worry about persecution. I am so very proud to be Canadian
  • I have free healthcare. If I get sick, I need not worry about trying to pay the bills
  • I am loved...by many people, even though I may drive alot of them crazy, they love me anyway

Ahhhhhh.....That felt good.

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Monday, 21 June 2010

Father's Day...

I purposely laid low yesterday.

Even now, after 7 fatherless Father's Days, it still stings.

Oh I miss him.

Badly.

My Dad was my "go-to guy"...cars, electrical, life, men, women, kids....he knew EVERYTHING. Now that he is gone, I no longer have a "go-to guy" and that hurts.

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Sunday, 20 June 2010

Sweet, SWEET Danielle....

Yesterday, Mom spent the day with my littlest niece, D, as a celebration of her 8th birthday. After their lunch and bowling date, Mom brought D over to my house and she slept over last night. After a nice roast beef dinner, we spent the evening at the neighbours' house on the "Slip N' Slide" and then headed home at about 9:00. We rented "James and the Giant Peach" and the kids blew up the air mattress to lie on. They had a blast and enjoyed the movie!

At 11:00, we were all in bed.

This morning, D came with me to the stables to see Myles and after my lesson, I let her have a ride. She loved every second. We stopped for a popsicle on the way home and chatted along the way. She is growing up to be such a sweet little girl. She reminds me SO much of Joanne when she was a little girl...I guess she does live on through her children.

We got home and Threepeat and D had lunch (Hubster was out with Boy Oneder and Middleman, delivering bouncers) and then we headed over to G and P's house (the neighbs) because their girls wanted D and Threepeat to come over for a swim. We spent a couple of hours there and then, alas, it was time for hubster to drive her home. We have a bouncy rental very close to New SIL's house, so Hubster will drop off D and deliver the bouncer all in one fell swoop.

I miss her already.

We decided that in the summertime, all three girls will come down and spend a weekend with us. I can't wait.

D's sweet smile and dainty voice were such a blessing this weekend. I am so thankful for my girlies. Pin It

Wednesday, 16 June 2010

Breaking Point

This post will be a long one, so if you make it to the end, God bless you.

This is what I typed into my Blackberry Notepad at abut 7:00 tonight:

Today, I reached a new low. A place that I have teetered on the border of before, but have never been, until now. My breaking point has been reached.

This is a bad, bad place. A place I never want to be ever again because I seriously considered walking away this afternoon...I mean seriously.walk.away. Chances are, I would have come back once I cooled down, but I was angry, hurt and disappointed beyond words. The boys knew it too...they had never seen me so upset. The funny thing is that I hardly yelled and I didn't cry...I was just at that point and they knew it.

This week, Clean Sweep 2010, is a week where I am cleaning my house, in an attempt to make it a home again, rather than a house filled with clutter. Considering that I have had Threepeat with me for most of this time, I am extremely proud of my accomplishments thusfar. When I sat down with my family for dinner tonight, my pride was replaced with hurt, when none of my children ate the dinner I worked do hard to make today. It wasn't anything weird or anything...just a simple chicken and rice casserole. Threepeat outright refused to eat any of it, and had two pieces of bread and butter for dinner.

Anyway, once Hubster, MIL and I had finished eating, we headed into the family room, where my anguish continued. Middleman had left his used tissues on the end table, Boy Oneder had left his empty bag of chips on the other table and Threepeat had broken his water gun into pieces and left it all over the floor. I told them all to clean up their messes. Meanwhile, Boy Oneder was running around the house, searching for his lost cellphone. He misplaces his cellphone once a week and, I am sure I have blogged about the fact that his first cellphone was ruined a week after he got it for Christmas, when he left it in his pocket and it went through the washing machine. Needless to say, his lack of responsibility with this phone has driven me nuts. He eventually found the phone, FYI.

Middleman then ran upstairs to use the hair dryer to dry his cleats, which had been sitting in Hubster's car since his sopping wet practice on Saturday. The smell made me physically heave. I told him that from now on, if he didn't empty his bag after every soccer game or practice, he would miss that week's game and practices.

The incessant sound of, "Mommy!" or "Mom!" from the three boys' mouths was driving me nuts. They never yell for their father, always me. The strange feeling I had as I reprimanded the kids scared me. I am SUCH a yeller...no, Iam certainly not proud of this, but it's the truth...the fact that I wasn't yelling was frightening...honestly frightening. I was calm on the outside, but really freaking out on the inside. I was honestly weirded out because I have never felt this way before...almost in "shutdown" mode. I went back downstairs and Threepeat was coming back in from outside, saying, "Mommy, I was looking for you everywhere!". I asked him why and he said "Nothing" and when I looked over at Hubster, he was reclined on the couch, reading a magazine. Threepeat climbed on my lap. I felt no emotion at all and decided I needed to step away. I went out on the back deck for ten minutes and then came back in to announce that I would take Middleman to his game and Hubster would stay home with Boy Oneder and Threepeat. That was the way it would be. I just couldn't stand to hear "Mommy" one more time. So Middleman and I left.

As I sat in my car, waiting for Middleman's game to start, I drafted a letter and a list of rules that will be presented to the boys when I get home.

I will type them out later, as I am typing right now on my Blackberry.

God give me strength...


It's now 11:01 pm and the kids are in bed. I am still upset at the whole situation, but the kids were good about the letter and the rules, so I have hope that things will change. They have to...plain and simple. The letter basically sets out how upset I was tonight...I don't have the energy to type out the whole thing, but I will share with you the rules...

- sports equipment to be aired out and put away (aired out immediately after practice/game, put back in bag next day)

- misplaced cellphone (and other items), even if found, will be taken away for a week

- beds must be made every morning

- dirty clothes must be put in basket

- clean clothes must be put away neatly (to my satisfaction) on the same day that it is placed in your room

- items left around the house will be thrown away without any warning

- if you don't eat supper, there will be no snack whatsoever at night

- lunch bags are to be emptied every day after school

- school bags are to be placed in the laundry room every night

- bathroom sink is to be kept clean (use wipes after brushing teeth)

- coats are to be hung up and shoes to be put away neatly under coat rack

- headphones to be put away when not in use

- Middleman to wear his glasses every day

- lights/tv off by 10:00 every night

If you donot follow the rules, there will be severe consequences....Middleman will lose soccer and/or PS3 for a week; Boy Oneder will lose hockey and/or cellphone for a week; Threepeat will lose toys and/or sit on the naughty step, as I deem appropriate.


I explained to Boy Oneder and Middleman that Threepeat is only 3 years old and does not understand, the way that they do, how the rules work. He will be punished as I feel necessary, based on his age.

So, time will tell...I plan to be consistent and follow through with my threats. My older boys are old enough to understand what is expected of them and I honestly feel that I am not being unreasonable with my expectations.

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Tuesday, 15 June 2010

My boy at the park....

Threepeat and I went to the park yesterday afternoon. I *love* this park because it has a water area in it for hot summer days and the actual playground is so clean and big! Check it out:







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Monday, 14 June 2010

Clean Sweep 2010 - Update 3 - with photos!

Here are the fruits of my labour so far:

CLEAN SWEEP 2010
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Clean Sweep 2010 - Update 2 - with photos!

Boy Oneder's room is done...













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Saturday, 12 June 2010

Clean Sweep 2010 - Update 1

Well, so far, so good...considering that Threepeat is sick and I was home with him, alone all day yesterday and he was attached to my hip!!

I did my laundry room, half of Boy Oneder's room and my kitchen island.

I took before and afters of the laundry room and befores of Boy Oneder's room, but I forgot to take befores of the island, so afters of that monster will have to do. I will post them all at the end.

Boy Oneder's room is nearly done...we worked on it a bit today. I am going to Ikea tomorrow to buy a closet organzier and plan to assemble it tomorrow too.

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Thursday, 10 June 2010

Clean Sweep 2010

Well my friends, the time has come...

I am officially at the point where I can no longer stand the clutter. Well, I've been at this point for a looooong time, but tomorrow, that will all change. I have taken a week of my hard earned vacation to rid my house of about half of its contents...no exaggeration and fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on the day) not including people.

A house is supposed to be a safe haven. A place where you feel tranquil and calm. My house is definitely not safe and nor is it a haven, tranquil or calm. In fact, it is bordering on "Hoarders" material. Yes...it is THAT bad. I will post before and afters...you will be shocked.

Here's my plan:

I am signing off of Facebook (and the internet...God help me), save for evenings, after 8:00. I have purchased 5 large, clear Rubbermaid boxes and will be armed with dozens of garbage bags. I will tackle one room at a time, using the following strategy...

First, I will take on the bedrooms. I will take every piece of clothing out of the dresser in said room and dump it on the bed. I will then go through each piece of clothing, re-folding and putting into the dresser what will be kept, setting aside a pile for charity and a pile for Middleman/Threepeat and tossing anything that is not worth keeping. Next, I will take everything in the closet and the night tables and put it all into a Rubbermaid box. Boy Oneder will be responsible for his box and Middleman will be responsible for his. They will have a week to go through the box, keeping what they can find a suitable place for, throwing away what is garbage and putting back into the box what will be given for charity. My room will follow the same plan.

Next, my ensuite and the boys' ensuite...same rules.

Next, the laundry room. OMG that laundry room...same rules.

Next, the kitchen...especially the island...wait till you see the before on that monster. All of the same rules apply, except there will be boxes for the basement, which will eventually have a place in our downstairs kitchen, once it is finished (hopefully by fall).

Next, the family room...all of the toys and junk that just needs to go...same rules.

Finally, my dining room...the hutch is so full, it's sickening...just wait till you see the pics.

If I have time, I will attempt to start on the dresser in the basement that is FILLED with photos...undated photos. Ugh-o-rama. I seriously think I will have a photo party with my BFF'sand serve them tons of wine and food one night, just so they will help me!! That is going to be a job and a half!

I am pumped about it now, but I pray that my enthusiasm will remain all week.

Stay tuned.....photos of the first before and afters will be posted tomorrow night...wish me luck, will ya? Oh and if any locals are free, please, do not hesitate to come over and help!! Pin It

Minestrone Soup

Yep...that's what's cookin' in my Crock Pot right now. I thought I would share my most awesome recipe with you, my readers, so that you too can enjoy a nutrious, easy peasy, deeeeelish meal with your fam...

Ingredients:

4 medium carrots, peeled and sliced thin
1 medium zuchini, diced (not too small)
1 medium onion, diced small
3 potatoes, diced small
2 celery stalks, chopped
1 garlic clove, minced
1 big can of red kidney beans (drained)
1 big can of white kidney beans (drained)
1 28 oz can of diced tomatoes, undrained
1/4 cup of red or white wine
1 carton of low sodium beef broth (I guess chicken or veggie broth would do too)
2 cups of water
2 tsps Italian Seasoning
2 tsps parsley flakes (this time, I used frozen parsley cubes that I happened upon at the grocery store)
3 cups cooked macaroni or shell pasta
Grated Parmesan cheese to sprinkle on each bowl

Put all ingredients into Crock Pot, except parmesan cheese and pasta.

Cook for 3-4 hours on high or 6-8 hours on low. Cook pasta separately and add to soup just before serving. Sprinkle with Parmesan Cheese. Serve with garlic bread.

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Wednesday, 9 June 2010

WHAT A NIGHT!!!!

The concert was everything I thought it would be and MORE! The drive down was a disaster...the traffic was unbelievable and it took over an hour to get to the Rogers Centre. D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R! But, we finally found a parking lot with a space or two and were sitting in our most awesome seats by 7:10. Just LOOK at these seats:

The Dixie Chicks came out at 7:30 and started a one hour set with "Wide Open Spaces". They played most of their hits, "Sin Wagon", "Easy Silence", "The Long Way Around", "Ready to Run", "Long Time Gone", "Cowboy Take Me Away", "Truth Number 2", "Lubbock or Leave It", "Mississippi" and "Landslide". By far, the two most popular songs of the evening were, "Not Ready to Make Nice" - the crowd went MENTAL for that one and their final song, "Goodbye Earl", when I swear there wasn't ONE person in the crowd that wasn't singing their lungs out along with the Chicks...even Hubster was singing away!! The Chicks even did a cover version of "Hey Soul Sister" by Train that just KILLED.

Just like the last time we saw them, the Dixie Chicks were amazing. Natalie's strong vocals and Martie's unbelievable fiddling are just amazing. Of course, I love Emily too, but last night, Natalie and Martie were the shinging stars.

I must admit that I HATE what Natalie has done with her hair: Not sure what she is trying to say with this hideous haircut, but 'Ev...she was amazing last night.

After the Chicks' hour, there was a short break while the stage crew got ready for the Eagles. It was at this point, when the house lights went up, that I truly realized how many people were with us: Wow.

The Eagles started their awesome set with "Seven Bridges Row". They played almost every hit as well, including "How Long", "Life in the Fast Lane", "Lyin' Eyes", "Witchy Woman", "Peaceful Easy Feeling", "In the City", "Walk Away", "Take it Easy", "Hotel California", which was un-freaking-believable, "I Can't Tell You Why", "Boys of Summer", which was my absolute favourite of the night, "One of These Nights", "Take it to the Limit", "Dirty Laundry", "The Long Run" and so many more. Joe Walsh was AMAZING in "Life's Been Good to Me So Far" and the final song of the encore performance, "Desperado" was amazing beyond words.

Sadly, the boys were bored. LOL. I think they enjoyed the Dixie Chicks because they knew a few of their songs, but the only song that really got them going by the Eagles was "Hotel California". They put on brave faces though and tried to look interested, but alas, this music is too "old" for them. The crowd was older...I would estimate the average age to be about 55-60, but there were a couple of kids there and some much older folks as well. The man in front of me was about 70 and he was bopping like a kid to the music. After the Dixie Chicks set, he turned around and said, "Honey, you have the most beautiful singing voice!" Blushing, I replied that I didn't think anyone would be able to hear me over the music, but he said, "Well I did, and I am glad I did...you are a great singer!" Thank you...thank you very much. :o)

At one point, the smell of pot was VERY strong. LOL...I told the boys to hold their breath and then turned to Hubster and said, "BREATHE DEEP!" HA! But the smell only lingered for a few minutes, so there wasn't alot of that going on.

So, it was an AMAZING concert! Hubster and I were transformed back to our childhoods for a spell with some of the Eagles' oldest hits and then the "Boys of Summer" took me back to 1984, 15 years old and loving life. Sigh.....I love how music does that.

We left the Rogers Centre at about 11:00 and were home by 11:45. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow and so were the boys...a great, great night!!

If The Eagles and the Chicks are coming to your Town, FIND a way to get to see them...you will NOT be disappointed!

A Little Taste: Wide Open Spaces:


Hotel California:
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Tuesday, 8 June 2010

The boys' first concert

Tonight, Hubster and I, being the most awesome parents that we are, are taking Boy Oneder and Middleman to see an amazing concert...The Dixie Chicks and The Eagles...I know, right????

The kids are REALLY excited to be going to their first concert and Hubster and I are REALLY excited about seeing The Eagles for the first time...this is a band that has truly stood the test of time and in my mind, they are a LEGEND! This will be the second time that Hubster and I are seeing the Chicks. We had a FANTASTIC time seeing them in 2006 and I am sure they won't disappoint tonight! I really hope they play "Goodbye Earl" 'cuz Middleman knows every word!!

We will be going out for a nice dinner at Canyon Creek first and then heading down to Toronto for the concert after that.

Stay tuned for what I am sure will be a RAVE review! Pin It

Sunday, 6 June 2010

Playing the numbers game...

  • In 23 days, my firstborn will be a high schooler. Holy.cow.
  • In 22 days, that firstborn will be 14 years old. Wow.
  • In 23 days, my secondborn will be 11 years old.
  • In 72 days, I will be 41. Ugh.
  • In 9 days, my Rosabella will have surgery. My poor little doggy.
  • In 5 days, I will be on vacation, beginning "Clean Sweep 2010". I will spend an entire week's vacation decluttering my home. I may or may not post before and afters...all depends how embarrassing it is.
  • And for Kate...in 202 days, it will be Christmas Day
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Friday, 4 June 2010

Loss of bloggers

I think that the novelty of blogging is slowly starting to die down for people. So many of the bloggers I follow(ed) have slowed down so much in their posting and many just don't blog anymore.

I watch my feed hopefully and click on their links once in a while in the hopes that there will be a new post, but alas, all I find are tumbleweeds dancing across my screen.

That makes me so sad. Some of these bloggers were really, REALLY good writers! Some had the cutest kids in the world (besides mine of course) and some were so funny and interesting.

I know I have slowed down with my posting a little bit, but I will never abandon my trusty blog. I've invested so much into it and would be devastated to lose it...

I wonder why peeps are losing interest in blogging... Pin It

Thursday, 3 June 2010

Change in dynamics

First off, I have been texting and talking with Boy Oneder this morning and although last night was a rough one, he is feeling better today. His throat still hurts, but he says it's more bearable now.

Aside from worrying about my boy for the last 2.5 days, I have noticed something very strange...

The house is a calm and quiet place. The weirdest thing about that is that Boy Oneder is by far, the easiest child. He is quiet and self-sufficient and he is such a great help with Threepeat. So why is it that things are so much BETTER here without him? Don't get me wrong, I love that boy dearly and have missed him to pieces, but the family dynamics have changed and it is just so different. I would have thought that having Middleman or Threepeat out of the house for a few days would have made a HUGE difference, and that having Boy Oneder gone would be, if anything, more difficult...but it's not! LOL Middleman and Threepeat are usually at each others' throats, while Boy Oneder is the laid back one, but since he's been gone, Threepeat and Middleman have not fought ONCE. There is harmony and peace in the house.

I know, it sounds awful, but it's true. I wonder if any of you have ever had a kid go away and noticed a difference in the house?

I miss him and can't wait to have him back tomorrow, but if I could bottle up this tranquility and save it for his return, it would be fantastic!! Pin It

Wednesday, 2 June 2010

So far, so good....

Just a short post to let everyone know that I spoke with Boy Onder's Principal today (he is in Quebec with the kids) and I feel much better, knowing that he thinks Boy Oneder is OK. I spoke to Boy Oneder as well and he sounds good...he was a little quiet and to the point, which is understandable when your principal is standing next to you.

I told him to call me when he gets back to his room tonight and hopefully, he will be able to give me some deets on all the cool things they have been doing, one of which is CIRCUS SCHOOL!

I'll blog after he calls me with more deets.

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Tuesday, 1 June 2010

He's gone...

and I am a wreck.

Boy Oneder has been looking forward to his grade 8 grad trip to Quebec since he was in grade 2. This "Rite of Passage" for the grade 8's is something that every single 13 year old wants to do. I think I was as excited as he was...until yesterday.

Boy Oneder came home from school at lunch time, saying he was exhausted. We had had a very busy weekend and I figured it was just burn out...afterall, he, Hubster and Middleman didn't get to bed until midnight on Sunday after struggling with 5 bouncer pick ups.

He slept all afternoon and when he woke up at 2:45, he had a fever...101.5. I immediately called the doctor to see if we could get him in to see if anything obvious was going on because he was leaving in 18 hours for Quebec. Our doctor wasn't available (surprise, surprise), so I got an appointment at 4:50 with Dr. G instead. Hubster took Boy Oneder to the appointment and after checking is ears, chest and throat, declared it a virus. Hubster asked if it would be OK for us to send him to Quebec the next day and the doctor replied that if he had a fever, he wouldn't be putting him on a bus. Boy Oneder was heartbroken. BUT....he was determined to get rid of whatever was causing the fever by resting and drinking lots of fluids. He stayed in bed all evening, coming out only to have his temperature checked and to get more Advil.

I asked everyone I knew what they would do and I only had a couple of people say they wouldn't send him. Everyone really seems to understand that this is SUCH an important trip for a 13 year old boy...especially the men who had done the same trip when THEY were in grade 8. I decided to see how the night went and make the decision in the morning. I gathered up all of the clothes and things he would need and put them in a pile in his room, so that we would be prepared in the morning if we decided that he should go.

He woke up twice in the night...once because he was so hot (102 fever and his room was SO hot) and I gave him Advil and smoothed his head with a wet cloth...and once because someone ran through his room (not sure if this was delirium or just a dream)...I gave him Tylenol (100.5 fever) and he went back to sleep.

He woke me up at 6:00 to say that he needed to get ready to go. I woke up Hubster and after a bit of a discussion and some major begging from Boy Oneder, we decided that it was best to keep him home. Boy Oneder was absolutely crushed. He went to his room and cried for almost an hour, meanwhile, I laid in bed listening with a breaking heart. At 7:00, he came back in and begged us once more. Hubster told me to go and talk to the principal to see what his opinion was.

I got to the school and there were already a bunch of kids hanging out. I saw Boy Oneder's teacher and pulled her aside. She asked me how Boy Oneder was (she was the one who suggested he go home at lunchtime yesterday because his eyes were glossy and he looked sick). I told her the whole story and she told me that absolutely I needed to send him. She said that this was a very important trip for the kids, that an adult would be with him at all times and that she had Advil and Tylenol, should he need it. She said she would sit him close to her on the bus and that she would keep a special eye on him. She told me a story about another child on a previous trip who took ill while she was in Quebec and was so sick that the teacher had to give her medicine from a syringe. She told me that she would have him text and phone me with updates. She said that eveything would be fine. She is only about 28 years old, and has no children, but she spoke like a seasoned Mom. I thanked her profusely, ran to the van and called home.

Boy Oneder answered and I told him to pack his bag. His response was, "It's already packed." LOL

I picked him up and drove him over to the school, giving him instructions on not overdoing it, keeping hydrated and being careful the whole way. When we got to the school, I gave him an Advil and a big hug under the trunk door so his friends wouldn't see. I walked him over to the teacher and she told him to give me a big hug because, "Your Mom is the only reason you are coming. She knows how much it means to you." He hugged me and I told him I loved him. I turned around, got into the van and drove away. And I cried. Not because I was sending my boy off on a trip...I am SO over that...LOL, but because I was sending my SICK boy off on a trip.

I know he is in good hands. I know that he really, REALLY needed to go with all of his friends on this trip and I know that I will look back on this and laugh. But for the next four days, I will be sick with worry and I will be praying like a nun. It's going to be a looooooong four days. Pin It
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