Sick
My little guy is under the weather. LAst night was a rough one....up every few hours, once for an hour clip in the thick of it...and then, a field trip today. Boy was mama not happy this morning. I tried to get him dressed.
"Teething!" I said to myself, "Molars!"
Then, he made it clear to me that he wasn't going to the babysitter. I was wearing his breakfast! Joe took one for the team today and stayed home with him. I get the duty tomorrow if it so calls. If only this were next week, when school lets out and I can snuggle him from now until forever! Please keep him in your thoughts. This is one of the hardest weeks of the year for a teacher, and this just threw a wrench in my plan.
My little guy is under the weather. LAst night was a rough one....up every few hours, once for an hour clip in the thick of it...and then, a field trip today. Boy was mama not happy this morning. I tried to get him dressed.
"Teething!" I said to myself, "Molars!"
Then, he made it clear to me that he wasn't going to the babysitter. I was wearing his breakfast! Joe took one for the team today and stayed home with him. I get the duty tomorrow if it so calls. If only this were next week, when school lets out and I can snuggle him from now until forever! Please keep him in your thoughts. This is one of the hardest weeks of the year for a teacher, and this just threw a wrench in my plan.
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