Friday, February 5, 2010

Daddy, I Want to Go to School

As always - The Cast of Characters

Me (The Daddy)

The Bean: Age 8
The Butterfly: Age 6
The Darling Wife

The Bean had her 8-year-old check up last week.  We learned how tall she was, how little she weighed, and that she can take two shots and a finger prick without breaking into hysterics.

Funny side note on this - they asked her to pee in a cup, which despite it being 'Gross', she performed without too much hassle.  Then she flushed the contents and had to do it all over again.

But this blog is about The Butterfly.  The Butterfly became sick the day before the appointment, so I could take them both at the same time. Convenient. 

The Butterfly was happy.  She was bouncing off the wall.  Not looking sick at all.  This always happens when I take her to the Doctor.

The Doctor asks her to look stick out her tongue.  The Butterfly sticks out her tongue.  The Doctor asks her to grip her finger.  I think I hear knuckles cracking.  Strong Butterfly.

The Doctor does that thing with the Stethoscope where she's supposed to take deep breaths.

"Your daughter may have pneumonia," announces The Doctor.  "But she looks pretty good for someone with pneumonia."

Thanks?  I guess?

She prescribes some kind of antibiotic that tastes like Medicine-flavored Bubble Gum.

'Yuck,' says The Butterfly.

So, The Butterfly is rewarded with every child's dream - getting to stay home from school.  For like a week.

Grammy weighs in.  "She's in Kindergarten.  It's not like she's going to get behind on her coloring."

But as The Butterfly gets better, she gets bored.  If she's sick, she's only allowed to do 3 things:

1. Watch TV
2. Color (We really don't want her getting behind.)
3. Sleep

She wants to play - she gets a shot of Motrin and is sent to bed.  She wants to jump - she gets a shot of Motrin and is sent to bed. She wants to run around the house - you get the idea.

Finally, last night she announces that she actually wants to go to school.  Bored Little Butterfly.

I'm not sure I've ever seen a 6-year-old want to go to school.  

She must fear she'll get behind on her coloring.

And be far away from The Medicine-flavored Bubble Gum.

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