Yesterday I wrote about Mike doing hard time – for 30 minutes – in after school detention. It all went down today. Susan, I wondered about if he would have to sit in a little chair too. I think the first time he had to do this, a few years ago, he DID. But not today. He was very stingy with the details that might have made this a more interesting post, so there’s not a lot to say.
He did send me a text right afterwards about how the vice principal told him that in 28 years, he’s only the 3rd parent to ever show up and serve time.
Okay, “serve time” is my phrase.
I wrote back asking if she was counting him one time or two, since he was a re-offender.
Then he didn’t sound so cocky after that. He apparently did not point out that he had been in before and she should worry about recidivism.
And since there were no fascinating details to make this longer (which is probably completely intentional on Mike’s part), I shall now tack on a weird Seth-5yr story that has nothing to do with anything except that it makes me laugh.
The other night Seth-5yr ate something awful and ended up getting sick in the middle of the night. That’s not the funny part. What? You think I actually tell y’all all the weird illnesses we get? Nope! I leave some out. Which is why you don’t know about how all of us were exposed to pink eye on Mother’s Day in the 3yr old Sunday School class and the measures we took to save ourselves. Anyway.
Seth-5yr recovers from the food thing and then the next night is pondering the Sheer Nastiness of Fo Up. He’s recalling JUST how disgusting it is… which I am editing out for you, you’re welcome…. and then says, “I wonder if Jaysus even yikes Fo Up.”
He thinks for a minute about Jesus’ perspective on vomit and then says, “No… I don’t think Jaysus DOES yike Fo Up.”
I said, “well, no one really does.” I think this is an absolutely hysterical and wonderful conversation already, so I say this from behind my hand so that I don’t laugh and ruin the entire thing. I’m also trying to remember the scripture about a dog eating Fo Up, but can’t remember the point of it, so I don’t mention it.
(You try having 3 boys and not knowing there’s actually a scripture about a dog eating fo up, just go ahead, I dare ya.)
Seth-5yr thinks some more about this, as it’s a big thought – if he and Jesus are truly in agreement about vomit… and then he says, “Would bad guys yike Fo Up? You know. Wobbers. Hmm. No. I do not teenk that wobbers would even yike Fo Up. You’re right, Mom. No one really DOES yike Fo Up. Not bad guys, not wobbers, not Jaysus. And not me.”
And then he ran off and I laughed and made a mental note to tell y’all about it.




7:38 pm
Proverbs 26.11…
I don’t yike Fo Up either!
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12:00 am
I never knew that throw up was in the Bible… I feel for Seth. I Fo Up a yot and I don’t yike it at all. Oh how I can’t wait for the baby to come, the cute little things it will say and I hope with the same cute little distinct words that your boys use that are just so awesome!
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8:23 am
I foed up Sat. night on the way home from a restaurant, in my niece’s brand new car, and not only did I not yike it, she did not yike it either.
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6:08 pm
As you can probably tell (by all bajillion comments of mine in a row) I’m getting caught up on your blog.
And I have been sitting here, laughing hysterically for about 30 minutes.
Thank you. ‘Cause I was kinda in a bad mood when I started and now I’m just not.
Mostly I love that you’ve called Mike a reoffender, twice. I bet he loves it too.
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12:37 pm
Jenny,
THANKS! I’ll just need to come up with a devotional for that now… hmm.
Jennifer Sullivan,
Well, YES, your sweet little one will have a language all his or her own and only YOU will understand it. I love that about little kids. I just can’t wait to read all about him/her!!
JAN!!?
OH nasty, i am so sorry.Are you ok now?
i did that once in my car, ages ago. I was… 18. 19, maybe. I had a split second to decide if it was going to be IN the car, or out the car door. But then people might SEE me, and this is the sort of weak brainpower I had at 18 or 19 and so I opted for IN car. That was the wrong choice, and one you obviously didn’t have. I had a bizarre sudden-onset virus that had nothing at all to do with alcohol, but the people at the car washing place did NOT believe that for a second. Whatever. Mike Foed Up in a hotel somewhere last night a lot, too. I hope he’s over it before he comes home!
Sarah,
I don’t think I’ll ask him that… now that you mention it… because he probably doesnt’ know! : )