I have a lot of blog posts in the pipes about Bode these days. The reason? Pumpkin season is over so I can’t mock Jamie, Hadley has been pretty low-key juggling volleyball and school but that boy-man Bode makes me laugh. Constantly. The funny thing is he isn’t trying to be funny; he’s just being himself. But his big, bad self is a 50-year-old dude wrapped up in a 7-year-old package.
Case in point: he got a cold last week. Before bedtime, Jamie gave him some cough medicine and a few minutes later, Bode came into my room and whacked my bed.
“What do you need?”
“NOBODY TUCKED ME IN.”
I’ll be the first to admit that sometimes I don’t want to drag myself out of my warm bed but their childhood is fleeting so I always do it and never regret saying prayers with them and their bedtime kisses.
After I tucked him in, he was hacking away and I informed him I was going to let him sleep in and when he woke up we’d determine if he was well enough to go to school. A few minutes after I tucked him in, he summoned me back to his room.
“I have figured out my schedule for tomorrow.”
“Your schedule?”
“Yes. At 8:15 a.m. I will do my spelling test and then at 8:30 a.m. we will do reading. Next is a 5-minute break and we will start math.”
And you know what? He stayed home sick and stuck to his schedule. Heaven forbid he should miss a day of school.
I’ve got a newsflash to my little geek in training: Just watch TV, Dude.
XO
Your Mom
She Who Cherished Every Sick Day Home From School
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 