I received a phone call late in the morning from the school nurse saying that #3 was in the clinic with a low grade fever. Ugh, this morning and last night he was in my room saying his tummy hurt. I looked him in the eyes, no glassiness; felt his head, normal then hugged him and sent him to bed and then off to school the next morning. A little regret. Did I miss something?
Is he sick? NO. I know that, he knows that, the nurse probably knows that. BUT for one day, my little kiddo would rather be home with mom than at school with buddies. I would be lying if I said I didn't like it. So, I will watch the email and try to "support" my CFO charges from the living room this afternoon while I hold my boy. Hmmm, life doesn't get better than this.