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Thursday, December 08, 2005

the black hole in my head

I went to dinner tonight with my friend Leslie, at an actual grown-up restaurant, where there was a wine list but NO children's menu. It was the first time in the nearly four years we have known each other that we spent any time alone, without children or spouses or other adults. And yes, I still like her! And no, I did not have a drink, as I was driving. But Wade has gone to the beer store, so I will be drinking soon, rest assured.

When I came home, the boys were in bed but still awake, and Wade was assuring them that yes YES he was GETTING them some ICE water! He came in the kitchen and said, 'Charlie fell out of bed, and somehow got his head wedged between the bed and the bookshelf. There was some screaming and crying, but he seems to be fine now.'

'He hit his head on the bookshelf?'

'No,' Wade said patiently. 'He got his head WEDGED between the side of the bookshelf and the side of the bed.'

'Seriously?'

'Seriously.'

'So is he okay?'

'Who can tell with our kids?'

I took Henry his sippy of water, and told him that I would be back to tuck him in, right after I checked in on Charlie. 'What happened to him?' Henry asked.

'He fell out of bed and hit his head.'

'Oh,' Henry said. He thought. 'How did he do THAT?'

'I'll let you know,' I told him.

Charlie and Wade were sitting in Charlie's bed, with the lights on; Charlie seemed to be fine. 'Tell Mommy what happened,' Wade prompted.

'I fell out of bed!' Charlie announced gleefully. 'And Daddy was in Henry's room!'

'Was the bed rail down?' I asked (not because I thought Wade was being neglectful, but because I seem to be incapable of remembering to put the rail up at bedtime lately).

'Yep,' Wade said. 'I don't know what he was doing, but his body was caught between the bed rail and the mattress and his head was stuck between the bed and the bookshelf. And he was screaming.'

'How fun!' I said.

'Yes!' Charlie agreed. 'My HEAD was stuck! It was like I was in a BLACK HOLE!' He looked at us for a moment, and then said, 'I want to do it again!'

Where is my drink?

23 Comments:

Blogger Susie said...

I had a lovely grown up dinner last night - Cheescake Factory and I had two cocktails. Both Cable Car Martinis.

Here you go.

12/08/2005 09:58:00 PM  
Blogger The June Cleaver Diaries said...

Ay YI!!!! He wants to do it again, huh?

Pouring a beer for you....

12/08/2005 10:09:00 PM  
Blogger adria said...

Thanks for the laugh, Charlie! I cannot stop laughing, my husband is giving me strange looks.

12/08/2005 10:35:00 PM  
Blogger Chag said...

"It was like I was in a BLACK HOLE!"

It's amazing the way kids' minds work.

12/08/2005 11:53:00 PM  
Anonymous Dawn said...

Susan - It is a Snow day. I am home. My husband is in Baton Rouge. Pray for me.

12/09/2005 06:47:00 AM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

I love this kid! "A black hole" - and let's do it AGAIN!!

heeheeheehee

(It's either laugh, or throttle someone, or bash your head repeatedly with a brick. I generally go for the first!)

12/09/2005 06:48:00 AM  
Blogger Misfit Hausfrau said...

What a little adventurer! He travelled to a black hole and wants to do it again! Gung Ho!

12/09/2005 07:14:00 AM  
Blogger Susan said...

I should have clarified (just to scare you all more) that the spot where his head was wedged was just above where his lamp and humidifier plug into the wall. Which might explain the 'black hole' part, as he may very well have seen stars while he was stuck.

Ugh, these kids.

12/09/2005 07:54:00 AM  
Anonymous Laura said...

He does sound exactly like my youngest, S. For the longest time she would fall down and then pop back up yelling, "I'm ok! Nothing to see here!" I think she got that from her Dad...

12/09/2005 08:49:00 AM  
Blogger mabel said...

I just found you!!! You are delightful and I just laughed 'til latte came out my nose. Very gross but really a huge compliment. I came over from Dadcentric and I will be back! Too funny and VERY familiar.

12/09/2005 10:01:00 AM  
Blogger Candace said...

I had a grown-up time last night, too, and then I came home and everything was fine and then it wasn't. MH's little virus pals jumped through the computer at me. Not nice.

Anyway, back to the subject at hand: my first thought is that he's so calm and funny about the whole thing because neither you nor Wade freaked out on him. Good parents! Good, good parents!

12/09/2005 10:33:00 AM  
Anonymous MetroDad said...

Too funny. Speaking as a former boy who would get his head stuck in between EVERYTHING, I emathize with Charlie. My kind of guy. And if my experience is any indication, this behavior will continue over the years. Does he also stick things up his nose? Put on towels as capes and try to jump off high places?

12/09/2005 11:55:00 AM  
Blogger Susan said...

Metro Dad, so far we have not had anything up the nose (although I realize that simply by WRITING THOSE WORDS I am tempting fate and will be fishing a raisin out of Charlie's sinuses before the sun sets). We are, however, all about the capes, although we prefer the Martha Stewart pillowcases to towels. In a nice buttercup yellow. And yes, there has been discussion about how difficult it would be to scale our porch and jump off it.

And now you see why I drink.

12/09/2005 01:13:00 PM  
Anonymous Nothing But Bonfires said...

I sincerely hope you did not ask for "steamed vegetables instead of pasta" at that restaurant, like it says you can do on the website. That would have been a travesty. I would have needed to have had a drink FOR you if you had.

12/09/2005 03:36:00 PM  
Anonymous MIM said...

Are you sure Charlie's not drinking? Because I'm pretty sure Tod-lar is . . .

12/09/2005 04:08:00 PM  
Blogger Susan said...

Holly, have no fear--I had the pasta (a delicious and SPICY SPICY mix of penne and grilled chicken and tomatoes and peppers and feta cheese in some sort of oily wine sauce--oh god it was delicious) AND Leslie asked for EXTRA BREAD STICKS because she's cool that way.

It was magnificent . . .

12/09/2005 04:41:00 PM  
Anonymous Laura said...

Just an FYI - the stylus from a Palm Pilot makes a handy removal tool for rocks up small children's noses... this is personal experience talking here.

12/09/2005 09:18:00 PM  
Blogger The June Cleaver Diaries said...

Misfit--
Did you really get Hausfrau's creeping crud? Me too. Somehow, I feel the three of us are all weirdly bonded now.

Thanks, Hausfrau, for the Hands Across America experience.

Happy puking to us all tonight.

12/09/2005 10:43:00 PM  
Blogger Jenorama said...

I can't decide which is funnier-- the post, or your commenters! Hilarious! And sorry to those of you who have had the flu.

12/09/2005 11:52:00 PM  
Blogger Susan said...

Let's get something clear here--if ANYONE in my house comes down with ANYTHING resembling stomach flu this weekend, I know a few bloggy friends who are going to be in a world of hurt. Keep your Interweb germs to yourselves, ladies.

Oh, and feel better! And Happy Christmas! (See, the Brishisms make it all better!)

12/10/2005 06:50:00 AM  
Blogger Tree said...

I'm so glad I found your blog! Your two boys would get along very well with my oldest two (6 and 3). I had to chuckle at the "I want to do it again" part...boys are great, eh?

12/10/2005 11:49:00 AM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

You know, we could trade either Harry or Charlie for a certain of my boys, and I don't think anyone would notice the difference...

12/10/2005 06:01:00 PM  
Anonymous kyra said...

i love the black hole comment. so funny! he reminds me of fluffy!

12/10/2005 10:50:00 PM  

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