Thursday, March 1, 2007

Riddle post winner post for Sean.


Sean the braniac de-lurked and ripped that riddle faster than Paris Hilton's panties in the back of a limo.

He asked that I dig around in my brain for something heartwarming and funny.

Back around the turn of the century, I started taking care of my 4 year old son full time. He was not doing well in day care and they kept making him sick for weeks at a time by giving him apple juice that he has a severe allergy to.

I was working on computers at home and watching the little guy, He was frustrating but also a fun, charming little kid at the same time. One day, I was lifting something and I threw my back out.

I had pulled my back muscles on one side and it was twisting my spine into an S shape. I dragged myself to the bed and collapsed there.

I still had to take care of my son. There was no one I could call and my wife was out of town for job training.

Luckily, there was fruit and crackers and a box of cereal downstairs low enough for my son to reach. There was also water and ice on the refrigerator door. He was mostly potty trained so I figured we could weather this out until my back got better or my wife came home from her training.

My son would bring me small cups of water from the fridge and a cracker here and there so I was surviving alright. He stayed with me in the bedroom watching cartoons all day. I would read him books he brought from his room as I tried to recover from my near paralyzing injury. It was so bad I had to pee in empty soda bottles and even that was excruciating.

My son and I were laying there watching Bob the Builder or some shit like that and I dozed off. I woke up and he wasn't there in the room with me.

I called for him and didn't hear an answer. I started to panic a little. I heard the microwave beep downstairs. Oh shit! the kid couldn't count or read and sure as hell wasn't allowed near major appliances. I imagined him sticking a full metal can of soup in there or something for 20 minutes and destroying us and the rest of the block.

I hollered for him and as he came upstairs and turned the corner I noticed he was carrying a plate. He had made me a triple decker cheese, mayonnaise, Ritz cracker and chocolate chip cookie sandwich with mustard and pickles. Then microwaved it until it was all melted and bubbly.
He had a huge grin on his face and as he handed it to me. He said, "You haven't had food since lasterday daddy so I made you this."

I took the plate from him, gave him a hug and ate every bite of that thing. He asked me if I liked it and I said, "yes it's the best thing I've ever eaten"

He grinned from ear to ear and said "good I'm gonna go make you another one.... "

21 Comments:

At March 3, 2007 at 2:20 AM , Anonymous Helene said...

What a heart-warming meal. Good luck eating it twice though!

That's a lovely boy you've got there and obviously smarter than you gave him credit for - operating the microwave and looking after his daddy.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 2:31 AM , Anonymous KATHBEE said...

Awwwwwww, what a cutey!! "lasterday", cool word! =)

A nice heart-warming story...

 
At March 3, 2007 at 5:18 AM , Anonymous JAM said...

That boy's got a lot of heart, Hammer. That's the kind of thing that brings tears to my eyes when I'm reminded of them all these years later when my girls are pretty much grown up.

I would like to think that I would have eaten the sandwich too.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 6:08 AM , Anonymous Ordinary Janet said...

That's such a sweet story! Thanks for bringing a smile to my face this morning!

 
At March 3, 2007 at 7:08 AM , Anonymous Doggy Smile said...

Oh Hammer, that is so cute !!! He loved his Daddy and wanted to take care of him... I hope you tell him that you posted about this today --
Cyber hugs/*smiles*

 
At March 3, 2007 at 9:08 AM , Anonymous BBC said...

Sweet...

We were driving to Utah years ago when our young son asked.....

"When are we going to get to me tall?"

 
At March 3, 2007 at 10:20 AM , Anonymous Lady Dame said...

has your wife ever left you since?

 
At March 3, 2007 at 10:59 AM , Anonymous Scott from Oregon said...

Super Duper condolences on the back going out. Been there and it ain't fun. You were lucky to have such a bright champ looking after you though. That's a story you can tell his girlfriends when they start coming round the house.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 11:02 AM , Anonymous Kim said...

I love this story! Sign that child up for Top Chef. The sandwich actually sounds sorta, well, edible. Especially in the circumstances.
Smart sweet kiddo.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 11:06 AM , Anonymous Hammer said...

helene' : luckily I was able to have a nice talk with him about using the microwave and we skipped sandwich number two.

kb: thanks :) it took him a long time to grasp the concept fo time so he made up all his own terms "sonderday" was the weekend.

jam: Even if he had put toy soliders in that thing I would have found a way to choke it down ;) He's 10 now and still makes me sandwiches.

janet: thanks :)

annie: I reminded him of the story when we were watching TV this morning, he didn't remember doing it but he's still a kind helpful kid :)

BBC: that is a classic kid line, I need to start writing those down.

lovelyand: she has a different job function now and doesn't travel as much and I'm a hell of a lot more careful when I lift things. I also have my in laws trained for emergencies..

 
At March 3, 2007 at 11:07 AM , Anonymous Hammer said...

kim: it really wasn't too bad and not eating for two days kinda helped.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 11:10 AM , Anonymous Hammer said...

scott: he's pretty handy in the kitchen these days. I see the girlfriend thing just over the horizon. I've got lots of stories for them ;)

 
At March 3, 2007 at 11:52 AM , Anonymous Ride Fast said...

Great kid you have there. Isn't it fantastic to discover they're smarter and more knowledgeble than you thought?

Hope you are better soonest.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 11:58 AM , Anonymous Kirsten N. Namskau said...

Really a nice story Hammmer.
Yeah, it is these stories with the kids we have to write down.
When my children got older, I used to tell them from "The time when they were small" ... About all the things they did of good and naughty things.
Thay loved to listen to the stories.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 2:32 PM , Anonymous het (aka quickfit) said...

what a great lad you have, sounds a bit like his dad....... a great sense of humour....whats the betting he knew what that sandwich would taste like, maybe something to tell his children one day... or maybe even write a VERY funny post like daddy hammer

ciao4now

 
At March 3, 2007 at 2:38 PM , Anonymous Jeannie said...

kids are so cute. I'm not so sure I'd have eaten it but then I wasn't in your position.

 
At March 3, 2007 at 4:42 PM , Anonymous Hammer said...

fodder: the kid surprises me every day. Sometimes the stuff he comes up with cracks me up :)

kirsten: I know what you mean, they bege me to tell them stories about what they did last week :)

het: I would have him start his own blog except for all the weirdos out there. I've seen the boy make himself sausage, mayonase and cracker sandwiches before. Freaky stuff...

jeannie: I though about it for a minute and checked it for dog food first ;)

 
At March 3, 2007 at 4:47 PM , Anonymous Dave said...

Kids, you just gotta love 'em! I hope you don't get indigestion! :-)

 
At March 3, 2007 at 5:36 PM , Anonymous Cheesy said...

Literaly laughing my arse off!

 
At March 3, 2007 at 9:25 PM , Anonymous FHB said...

That fuckin' kids brilliant!

 
At March 3, 2007 at 10:27 PM , Anonymous Hammer said...

dave: The hardest part was not gagging on the cookies covered in hot mayo.

cheesy: at least he didn't pour tabasco all over it ;)

fathairybastard: I imagine he'll soon be a contestant on Iron chef ;)

 

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