Field Trip

Seriously, I find myself sitting here and thinking to myself, "Am I really doing this? Am I really blogging? And better yet, am I really blogging about what Jaxon said to be about a field trip, when I HAVEN'T blogged about being pregnant, finding out we were pregnant, telling Jaxon about being pregnant, or our family two week trip to China???  The answer is- yes- take what you can get!
  Jaxon's class is going on a field trip to the zoo this Friday, and last Friday I got a paper home asking me to be a chaperone.  (I had volunteered...) I told Jaxon I was going, and I really thought he was going to be so stoked! He LOVES when I am parent helper, and although I only help from 8:30-9:30 on Thursdays, he BEGS me to "Stay and watch him" until he gets out at 11:10.

HOW WRONG I WAS!!!

"WHAAAAAAAT??? NOOOOOOOO!!! MOOOOOOOOM! You'll RUIN EVERYTHING!!!"

"What? Ruin Everything? What the heck are you talking about? I thought you would be excited?!"

"FINE! You can come, BUT YOU. CAN'T. TALK!!!!"

"Jaxon, I have to talk, I'll be in charge of your group!"

"IN CHARGE OF MY GROUP????" (Hangs his head and covers his face)

well.... I'm going to be honest...I did not expect that.

THEN....

Yesterday, I brought it up again, and apparently he had just been in a bad mood, because he was VERY EXCITED that I was going, and asked could I "PRETTY PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE WITH A BIG CHERRY ON TOP Sit by him on the bus?"

Well... I'm going to be honest... I didn't expect that either.

When he brought up the bus, it actually worried me. Me? The Bus? With Kindergartners?  They are going to get a first rate education on pregnancy nausea.... nice.
I talked to his teacher today, and she is going to ask the other parent who is "helping" in my group if she will be the one to ride the bus. I asked Jaxon about it, but he had just heard me talking to his teacher and expressing my concern so he said, "Mom, I would really like to sit by you on the bus, but I can just sit by a friend, like Macey, or Joshua, or Jack, or Izzy...see I have lots of friends, so don't worry. I don't want you to be sick, and I DON'T want to you throw up in front of all my friends!"

On that note, I have to keep a barf cup in the car with me at all times. Today (as happens at least one a week)  I had to use it. Jaxon slapped his forehead and said, "I can't wait for this baby to come! Then I will never have to listen to you throw up again!" (poor kid, it is pretty gross, and pretty sad that he has to listen to his mom do that...)
I said, "What about me? It's even worse for me! I'm the one throwing up!"
to which he elequently said, "Yeah right now, you know it's worse for me! GROSS!"