We were all up early so going to the early service at our church was easy. Right before he went into his class, Aquaman, who had been up since 5:30 am following a nightmare, told me that his stomach hurt. I asked if he wanted to just go home and he said no, it wasn't that bad. He has been dealing with reflux again, so while I wondered, especially when he only took 1 bite of his weekly and highly prized donut hole, I wasn't that concerned. I asked the leaders to page me if he started feeling worse.
So Greystoke is napping and Aquaman is the only place he can handle right now, on the couch, and the Dude is keeping him company.
I have been pretty exhausted myself, and also have my 2nd cold in a month...I never get colds! So, while the housework is endlessly piling up now that I am working every day of the week, and sometimes this house feels like a dark cave that will swallow me up with its clutter and grime....I know I have no real choice but to sit down and rest for a while too.
I will probably be a mean mom and drag my sick kid to the beach and make him sit on a towel for 15 minutes just so I can get my Sunday fix and the other 2 can burn some energy for a few. And since he is probably going to get out of going to school tomorrow, the sick kid will probably not complain too much.
We survived our first 2 full weeks of school, and my working during them.
The mornings were often dramatic.
These days they go for 6.5 and then come home and do homework.
Though, to be fair, he hasn't gotten any yet thank goodness, but I suspect it will start this week.
Of course he is also always equally happy to be picked up too.