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16 May 2014 @ 10:20 am
man flu  

My son has the Man Flu. This was an observation made by his father last night as we listened to him moan and whimper, and while I don’t know if small girls make these same sounds when sick (presumably they do), the similarities between Indy’s complaints and Ted’s when he’s sick were so exact as to be very funny. :)

Ted, however, doesn’t generally throw up on me. Poor child. This was by far the biggest throw-up he’s ever done, and he had *no* idea what was happening, but was (quite reasonably) very upset by it. Me, I always say it’s not *really* a Friday until somebody’s puked on you…

He (Young Indiana, not Ted) asked if he could watch Peter Pan, a movie which I do not like at all. In view of him being sick, I gritted my teeth and said yes, but I lasted about five minutes before I couldn’t take it anymore and said we’re going to have to find something else to watch, honey, Mommy doesn’t like this movie. “Why?” said he, and I said because it’s misogynistic and racist and he said “Oh” and I turned it off.

Possibly these are not the kinds of answers other parents give their children… (“Why does Daddy have to go to work?” “Because we live in a society that doesn’t value human beings for their inherent worth and obliges us to work for wages in order to survive.” “Oh.” / “Why is it Christmas?” “Because the Christian cult changed the date of their prophet’s birth from April to December 25 in order to hijack the solstice celebrations of so-called pagan faiths to make Christianity more palatable to them.” “Oh.” (That conversation was while we were on a bus into town. The older woman sitting behind us turned around and stared at me in horror.))

Anyway, it’s supposed to be the warmest day of the year here so far and I expect to spend it all inside nursing a miserable sad little boy. (“Mommy, this is a TERRIBLE day!”)

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

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Deborah Blakedeborahblakehps on May 16th, 2014 12:29 pm (UTC)
I love the one about Christmas :-)

I hope the day gets less TERRIBLE. Hugs to you and the sick one.
All Over The Mapjemck on May 16th, 2014 04:53 pm (UTC)
Encourage nose - blowing as I always found swallowing snot led to me being puked on when small sons had bad head colds.


Also, we had similar sorts of conversations. The nice Tory lady's face was a picture of utter bemusement in Waitrose, when I gave fascinated toddler an summary of the socioeconomic/political damage inflicted on the original 'banana republics' by corporate interests - to explain why we buy smaller Fair trade, Caribbean bananas, not the bigger South America ones :-)
martianmooncrabmartianmooncrab on May 16th, 2014 05:03 pm (UTC)
other parents give their children…

and answers about Easter, Eggs and other things, plus I also taught my Godson to root for Godzilla..
aberwyn on May 16th, 2014 06:32 pm (UTC)
Those are the kind of answers mommies -should- give!
pgwfolcpgwfolc on May 16th, 2014 11:07 pm (UTC)
Those are great answers. And they teach important lessons about critical thinking and not just accepting things at face value.

Anyway, good wishes to the little guy for a speedy recovery.

Meantime, you might want to try reading J M Barrie's The Little White Bird, which is a quark book. (It's got its ups and downs, but it's strange and charming from top to bottom.) It features the first appearance of Peter Pan, but in a very different way. And it's public domain, so it's freely available from Project Gutenberg and Mobile Reads (which I find has better Kindle formatting) and cheaply available in paperback.
Ellen Millionellenmillion on May 17th, 2014 06:40 am (UTC)
Poor little guy!

debela on May 19th, 2014 04:07 pm (UTC)
If it helps, we were having the 'why Mommy works' and 'why E, who is a stay at home Dad, definitely counts as working' conversation at La Madeleine, and I was half expecting horrified gasps from the two little old ladies one table over, and what I got instead was a lot of beaming and compliments on Jamie. Ya never know; sometimes you trip over the subversives wearing floral print.

Something Happened to his legs this weekend and they stopped working. So we were carrying him from place to place all day, including (obviously) the doctor's office, who came back with 'give him ibuprofen, take him for tests, but he'll be *fine*', while he grew increasingly infuriated with the whole situation and was about as tractable and reasonable and patient as genetics would suggest he would be. Which is a way of saying that by bedtime, Rob was looking incredibly bland and reasonable and I was torn between exasperation and wry recognition.
Chris: Hercules90scartoonman on May 28th, 2014 04:45 am (UTC)
Very good answers! Although, and forgive me for asking since I mean no disrespect, is there an acceptable amount of misogyny and racism in a movie for you to watch (like, if it was a classic or there was a point to it)? Just curious.
kitmizkit on May 28th, 2014 06:48 am (UTC)
Um. Well, I can't stand watching John Wayne movies, for example, just because of how the women are treated.

If I couldn't watch movies at all because of sexism, misogyny and racism I wouldn't be able to watch any movies at all. Off the top of my head, Alien would probably pass muster...
Chris90scartoonman on May 29th, 2014 05:47 am (UTC)
Yeah, that's true about John Wayne. I was thinking Gone With The Wind when I asked that. A lot of modern movies that you find sexism and racism in, sadly, are just reflecting real life back at us.