Unbagging the Cats 1

Unbagging the Cats 1

Friday, July 8, 2011

Life is Stranger than Fiction

I'm in mom shock right now. My son Genius found two (TWO) Frisbees in his room. Frisbees in school colors with the school logo, flung into the stands to get kids all hopped up on school spirit during homecoming week. He carried them like a modern-day Tracy Partridge clutching her tambourine. "Look what I found in my room! I think I really will take a Frisbee to camp. Which one should I take?"

I look for him to crack on the hoodie issue next, even though the forecast calls for a high of 98 on Monday. The umbrella stigma will be harder to overcome. Even with rain moving in on Tuesday and Wednesday.

Maybe I should ask him if he wants me to sew his name into his underwear. With something so much wronger to fight, the umbrella might become acceptable.

Choose your battles, people. Choose your battles.


Sioux said...

Why don't you volunteer to be a parent chaperone/aide at the camp? He'll embrace that with open arms. Faced with THAT possibility, he'll grab a frisbee, a hoodie AND an umbrella.

Linda O'Connell said...

Just hope he doesn't come home with all clean underwear.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Oh, yes, I think you should volunteer!! He would just love that.

Tammy said...

I think it's worse if they actually take the umbrella, because they won't unpack it even in the event of a monsoon. I suspect my seasoned teenager throws hers out the window before she ever makes it to the bus.

Val Thevictorian said...

That's a scathingly brilliant idea! I can hold his hand and walk him in. Perhaps while holding an umbrella over his head to keep off the sun. And I can give him a little thumb and saliva spitbath in case he has a smudge on his face.

At least the bag of dirty clothes might not make me pass out like the one he brought back from basketball camp.

Maybe I could be a resident assistant on his dorm floor. Then I could tuck him in at night, and kiss him on the forehead.

I suppose it's Even Steven's way of balancing the universe. For every person like George Costanza who steals an umbrella out of the bin by the door, a teenager abandons an umbrella for the good of society.

Josh Hoyt said...

I love Frisbee it was always fun to play 500 with.

Val Thevictorian said...

Genius texted me upon his arrival at Nerd Camp. He said: "So. Many. Frisbees."