This morning during a morning snugglefest:
"Mom, what happens if my stomach hurts this morning?"
"Does your stomach hurt?"
"A little. What if it hurts and I have to miss the Halloween parade again?"
Under normal circumstances, I would question if Seven were trying to get out of participating in his school's Halloween parade. But no. He's sincerely worried that he may miss it. Again.
Let's review:
Halloween, 2007: Kindergarten. Seven (then Five) lost his breakfast within the first 20 minutes of class, during circle time, and in front of all of his classmates. He was mortified. I was heartbroken for him. We determined he threw up because his costume caused him to overheat.
Halloween, 2008: First Grade. Seven (then Six) came down with a 24-hour stomach flu the day before Halloween. He was better on Halloween, save for some stomach cramps, but I kept him home not wanting to spread his germs to the class.
Can you blame the kid for being slightly nervous about missing the school parade again?
I told Seven what I've been telling him for days. I can't promise that he won't get sick again. But I did promise that I would do everything I could to keep him healthy. Feeding him "strong-boy" food (mama speak for "healthy eats). Making sure he gets good sleeps. And keeping him away from any sick kids or adults.
I also made him promise to wash his hands often; to not share food with any of his friends; and to not touch his face and nose, since that's an easy way for germs to get to him. He should be doing all of things anyway, but it was a good window for me to remind him about ways to keep germs at bay.
But now, friends, it is time for my puke-free Halloween plea. Your positive juju would be appreciated.
Dear Halloween gods, goddesses, witches and goblins,
I beg of you, please let my boys have a healthy, vomit-free, and safe Halloween parade and Halloween Day.
Thank you.
