20 November 2007

Sick kids.

It doesn't happen very often, but when it does, I'm never prepared for it.

Today I was psyched to get to work and check some important things off my list. But then it became painfully clear that my son wasn't going to school. He was coughing, crying, drooling, snotting, hacking, eye-goobering and otherwise "sicking" all over the place. I mean he was a mess.

So I stayed home and took the class Patience 101 all over again. I just don't do well sitting around all day. I tried to work but it's hard with a steaming, sweating writhing little boy laying on you.

I guess I can just be glad it doesn't happen very often.