Friday, February 1, 2013

To My Scientifically-Minded Son


How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways.

1. I arose from an important female medical procedure to find a text from you saying, “Science Bowl practice today!  Come pick me up now” and I did, instead of going home to rest as was my original plan.

2. While driving you home from Science Bowl practice, I told you about my friend who has a cool job at the Science Center in which he demonstrates hydrogen explosions.

3. I listened as you enthusiastically reminded me about the Hindenburg, and tried to explain to me why sodium something-or-other explodes when put in water.

4.  I forbad you from bring sodium something-or-other into the house.

5.  This morning I arose from my bed at 6:20 AM to take you to an activity you call “chem club lab”.

6.  That’s enough ways right now.  I’m going back to bed.

4 comments:

The Crislers said...

Chem club lab sounds like torture. And the fact that he's willing to get up early to go to it? That's a special kid you got there.

Angie said...

Bob recently bought himself a new car and Andrew inherited his 2000 Corolla. I don't have to drive him anywhere anymore. Thanks goodness. Otherwise, I'd still be schlepping him to early morning band sectionals, bowling practice, praise band, jazz band, etc.

Suburban Correspondent said...

I find myself driving my science/aviation geek many miles to all sorts of odd activities: rocketry, plane rides, military refueling exercises, airshows, etc. It's worth it.

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

You? Rock.