The morning after the Grammies, I stood at the stairs and called to Spencer.
"Uuuunnn," came the noise from his bedroom.
"You're supposed to be there early for Bio 2," I reminded him.
Again came the groaning noise.
"I'm too tired," he said.
Mondays are hard.
"Spencer." My voice gained an icy edge. I meant business.
"I can't go to school, Mom," he said. "I'm sick."
He stood there now by the stairs in his boxers, long legs jutting out.
"Yeah. I got the Bieber Fever," he said.
I laughed as he walked to the shower.
I imagine many actual Bieber fans did want to skip school on Monday after Justin Bieber, his eyes closed tight as he thought, "Pick me! Pick me!" did not win best new artist of the year at the Grammies.
My boys are not among those fans. But they will latch on to any excuse in hopes of missing school.
A tale of two 17-year-olds. Mine's on the left.
Bieber photo from: http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/28862849/Justin+Bieber+Justin.jpg
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