It's always difficult when your child is home sick. It is even more so when they are not able to go to school, but are feeling otherwise well enough to WRECK TOTAL HAVOC.
(eek, that was a nasty cough from the living room...)
I shouldn't complain. I am glad he isn't seriously ill. But after a whole morning of running after him, trying to contain the flood of used kleenex, and bowls of ice cream, I am ready for a nap. "I'm bored," he says, and then strikes down every idea I have on how to not be bored (and I only suggested homework once!).
I can't wait to get back to work tomorrow...