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Monday was the first day of school. Of couse the Baby Twinkies were excited but nervous at the same time. It took forever to get them to bed. And even longer to get them to stop talking and go to sleep.

My sleep wasn't any better. I've been hurting a lot. My back, shoulders etc. But that's for another blog.

Anyways, Big Mickey asked if I could please walk him to  class the first day. I guess he didn't realize this is tradition for me (I always walk them to class their first day) and he's going to have to deal with it all the way through high school.

No, really! I did it for my teens until the 8th grade. Don't worry! It didn't traumatize them or anything. In fact, they enjoyed it. Of course I would never do it in High School. They are too old for that.

Anyways, Annequin was more nervous than usual which is surprising because he's typically a very "together" kinda dude. Seriously, he oozes confidence and it's just natural for him. Nothing he learned, just something he IS.

In fact, he's usually the one telling his lil bro, Big Mickey that's it's going to be ok!

But see, Annequin... (who prayed to God the night before to please make his wish come true) was hoping and hoping and hoping he'd get the same teacher as his best friend "K". That's all he could talk about the night before and all morning.

He didn't.

Which made him soooo upset (plus he was already nervous anyways) that he started to complain that his tummy hurt. YES.. as soon as we saw on the big board outside the office who his teacher was... ALL OF A SUDDEN... he holds his tummy and said it hurt. And he wanted to go home.

I thought he was just upset and faking it so I told him to knock it off. Then he started crying.

So I sent him to the office! Well!!!!!! I Big Mickey was excited about meeting his teacher and new friends and I didn't want Annequin to ruin Big Mickey's excitement with his Debbie Downer attitude just because he didn't get to share a class with his BFF. 

"Go to the office and sit there and wait for me till I take Big Mickey to class. Then I'll take you home. But I'm gonna tell you right now, Annequin! If you're faking it you're gonna be in soooo much trouble! AND don't think you're gonna sit at home and watch t.v. all day either! If you're too sick to be in school then you're too sick to watch t.v.! You got it?"

Annequin: holding his tummy in pretend pain and crying crocodile tears "YESSSSSS" (insert fake pouty smiley face here!)

So I take Big Mickey to his class. His teacher does this thing where she makes the kids stand in line and one by one they have to go up to her, shake her hand, introduce herself to them before they are allowed in class.

I then picked Annequin up and told him I was taking him home because he wasn't feeling good.

BUT I REMIND HIM very sternly... if he's not feeling good enough to go to school then he's also NOT feeling good enough to watch tv so he's to stay in bed all day. I figure this is his last chance to redeem himself and decide all on his own that this faking the tummy ache thing is not worth it, and stay in school.

Well, I get home for lunch and guess who's sleeping on the bathroom floor wrapped in a blanket? Yup, Annequin.

I woke him and asked if he was ready for lunch and he said yeah. I asked why he was asleep on the floor and he said because he didn't want to throw up on the couch (AGAIN)

I said, what do you mean AGAIN????

He says, "I was laying on the couch (insert real crying here)  and I threw up. I cleaned up as best as I could but then I didn't want to throw up on the couch again but I still wasnt' feeling good and I wanted to sleep so I figured I'd sleep on the bathroom floor in case I threw up it would be easier to clean."

Yup! Mother of the year award.. right here. ME. This Twinkie HERE. My poor baby was not only NOT faking it. But he threw up, thought I'd be upset.. and cleaned it up before I got home.

Talk about GUILT. Aurgh.