Archive for August, 2008

I jest. (Kinda.)

This morning when I sent my son off to school, I had a feeling he would not make it through the full day.  He had a cold coming on, but he wasn’t sick enough to warrant a full day home from school — no fever, no hacking cough.  However, he did look pretty bad.

So it wasn’t much of a surprise when his teacher called me and left a message saying he was miserable, and could I pick him up?  I practically ran out of my classroom, knocking small children over in my haste to leave the preschool because my son being sick meant I got to go home early.

Sorry you’re sick, son.  Now go lay down because Mama’s got some relaxing to do.