I would really, really love to have the time to read the links on my Twitter feed and unfold my New York Times, instead of just dumping it, untouched, into the recycle pile. Maybe later.
On Tuesday night, Jonah's Boy Scout camp called. Jonah was at a week long overnight camp at the Delaware Water Gap – his first overnight camp experience. Well, on Monday night, Jonah came down with Ian's stomach virus. In the middle of the night, he threw up a spaghetti dinner all over his tent and passed out. When he and his roommate woke up in the morning, they were surprised to find puke everywhere. Jonah's tentmate did not take this news very magnanimously.
All day Tuesday, Jonah tried to tough it out in the 90 degree heat, but kept returning to the infirmary to puke. By 7:00, the camp director decided it was time to go home. After a long day at work, Steve drove a couple hours away to get him. I've never seen a kid so happy to be home.
After sixteen trips to the bathroom on Wednesday morning, I hauled Jonah out of the house and went to my mom's, because we had the inspector in our house. Then came about hundred phone calls with stupid questions. Not a fan of that inspector.
In five minutes, I have an IEP meeting at Ian's school. I'll break the news to the case manager that we moving out. I'm sure that she and the other school administrators will do a little jig when they hear that we're moving. My kid is expensive, and he lowers the standardized test scores. And our new town will be pissed off that we're arriving on their doorstep. Fuckers.
Apt. 11d 
It’s so funny how our kids overlap because E developed a stomach bug while we were in Paris. The day we travelled home out of CDG was a nightmare I am still recovering from. I thought he was going to pass out on one of the endless security lines.
Poor Jonah–wish it had been more fun for him.
Re IEPs and meetings: we got an e-mail while we were gone that the principal took another job so we’re between principals. Meanwhile, my kid is going to fall through the cracks because I am not happy with his 4th grade placement. *sigh*
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Yike. Now I’m worrying if merely reading these posts will result in stomach bugs around here. We want no stomach bugs, none. They brings out the very worst behavior in all of us.
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Then came about hundred phone calls with stupid questions.
That’s pretty much my life if you allow for e-mail. Hope everybody gets healthy and moved soon.
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Gah, I hated our last house inspector. Speculated on all sorts of things that never, ever happened (flood in a bathroom, leak in our pool)-we actually hired a second inspector to refute him. Good times.
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I’m guessing that somebody took a leak in your pool at some point.
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Gah, it never rains but it pours. Glad that you got Jonah home where he can hopefully recuperate while you all juggle the next stage of home-buying and home-selling.
When this is all done, can you take a day or two to collapse?
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MH, we had that black dye, so we’d know if they did. 🙂
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Things have calmed down. I might actually try to get some non-blogging work done. yay!
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