Wednesday, March 07, 2012

A Tale of Two Sons

Last Friday I started feeling very ill. We went out for breakfast at 6:30 a.m., the only time we could all celebrate Tucker's birthday, and I could hardly eat.
My throat hurt, my head hurt and my nose was stuffy. I came home from school for an hour break to rest and never made it back to the staff meeting. I felt too miserable. I lay on the couch as Earl left for work and the boys came home from school.
When I asked, Spencer brought me a glass of water and some ibuprofen.
I pulled myself off the couch to serve birthday cake to five boys who then cleared out quickly.
Before he left, Spencer said, "Mom, do you need anything before I go out?"
I told him no and he leaned over to kiss me in my cocoon on the couch.
I got sicker before I started to get better. Stiff neck, vomiting, chills.
By Sunday, I was sitting up at the kitchen table when Tucker wandered in for lunch.
Tucker began shoveling down his tomato soup and grilled cheese then he turned to me, "Are you sick, Mom?" he asked, surprise in his voice.
It took him three days to notice.
Those are some very different boys I'm raising.

9 comments:

(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said...

Kids will be kids:) Hope you are feeling better now. I love that photo of when your boys were little.

Linda said...

You have to laugh, don't you?

Delana@dujour said...

So funny! I raised two of those creatures as well and they would have reacted the same way. And now they seem to have switched roles as adults. Go figure. Hope you're feeling better. Sick sucks!

bermudaonion said...

That's just the way it is with boys, even when they grow into men.

Lucia said...

I hope you feeling better. My sister in law's family went through the same thing last week.

Lucia said...

p.s. it's a teenage thing I think, I don't think my daughter even looks at me anymore unless she wants something:(

Sally Tharpe Rowles said...

What a cute story! So sorry you are have been sick, hope you are feeling better now!

BFF said...

It helps to remember that differences are what makes life interesting

Vicki said...

All 3 of mine are very different too! Hope you're all better soon!

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