We have a sick kid at our house today. Oldest daughter is lying on the couch with her comfy pink monkey blanket and Mahoney- her sock monkey named after Natalie Portman's character in Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium.
I taxied her to school this morning. As she was exiting she mentioned something about an upset tummy. I thought perhaps she was just hungry and told her as much. She said, "It's not growl-y, it's achy." Still I thought she was hungry and encouraged her to hustle in to school and eat breakfast. (her school provides breakfast in the classroom to every student. It's wonderful. It cuts down on the time it takes her to get ready in the morning and ensures that every student has an opportunity for a healthy breakfast before diving into lessons.)
I received a call from the nurse not an hour later reporting that oldest daughter was in fact throwing up. And so I rushed to school to collect my little sick one. And her tears flowed as soon as I walked into the nurse's office. It touched me because I can remember the relief of my mom being there for me. And the tears that accompany this feeling.
Now we are home. And since we have a sick one, we have need for a throw-up bowl, which necessitated emptying the remaining Halloween candy from the stainless steel mixing bowl it has been occupying these many months. Because you have to have a stainless steel bowl for throw-ups.
My camera isn't working. This creates problems in our home because the children enjoy toting the camera around with them, documenting their every move. I have multitudes of pictures taken from the vantage point of a little person. The contents of their closet, the state of their nostrils, the carpet, the canine, the piggy banks lined up in a row, little feet, the block castle they constructed- usually with half of the castle just outside the frame of the picture.
Someday I will do a pictorial blog based on their photography. But today, I just wanted to get a shot of that Halloween candy. And I can't. Suffice it to say, it is a good amount. A bowl full. And now it is on the counter while its host is being used as a throw-up receptacle.
And the bowl is performing beautifully. Just as it has for the past 3 1/2 months as it cradled the candy. Stainless bowls are good that way.