This little guy was so excited to start preschool that he woke up several times last night. The third time he was awake it occurred to me that it might not be excitement keeping him up and perhaps he didn't feel well. I checked his temp: fever.
Oh man was he disappointed when I told him he couldn't go to school. It was so sad. He felt fine at 6 the morning when he woke up for the day, but knowing he'd been burning up all night, I just couldn't send him. He even pooped in the toilet and begged me to send him. "See, Mom? I'm so big I can go to school!". It killed me that I couldn't deliver. At 7am he went back to bed with the Quetzalcoatl blankie and fell back asleep for a couple hours.
We made up for it by making a visit to see Sarah's horse and donkeys to cheer up. A delicious lunch date at Chick fil A finished us off.
It was so nice to have my guy home with just one more day. Little Corbin, I love you so.
Update: this afternoon/evening I sent Corbin upstairs with a stack of laundry to put away in the girls' room. I went to the basement to read with Quincy, and came upstairs to find this at the top of the stairs:
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Look at his long legs! Sweet boy. I hope he's feeling better.
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