The other day I received the phone call I dread getting from daycare. “One of the boys is sick and you must come pick him up.” I dread the call because time is precious on school days. You know what I mean…you can run into a store without dragging two kids along who don’t want to ride in the cart, do want to ride in the cart, don’t want to and want to “help” get things, dash off in different directions, etc. You can also get a lot accomplished around the house, whether it’s making a blog post, clean, spend time on client calls (if you work from home like I do), and overall just enjoy the peace and quiet.

Just as I was heading out the door to meet a friend for lunch, I get the word that Little A has a fever and isn’t well. A quick email to reschedule lunch and I was out the door. It was right about nap time for the boys and Little A’s teachers said he had been asking to go to sleep for an hour. That was their first clue that he was sick. I only had to look at his eyes when I walked in the door. The eyes tell all, especially with kids.

Look at those eyes! A mommy’s heart absolutely breaks when faced with such sad, tired, I-don’t-want-to-even-move eyes. So we didn’t move the rest of the day. Little A was exhausted but had the bad, restless fevered sleep that meant I had to sit with him to rub his back and settle him down all afternoon. He slept for more than four hours, though, and I had to wake him up to trudge back up to school to fetch Big A.

This is how the evening went with Big A. He seems perfectly healthy.

Lots of fruit juice, warm chocolate milk, extra naps (yes, with me because of the restless issue again), peanut butter waffles for both breakfast and supper, and 36 hours later we had two perky, mostly-germ-free wee beasts again. Little A was feeling so much better than he asked The Doc to “fin” him before bedtime. Big A had to join in the fun, too. I flipped on the Olympics and watched the ice skating ladies jump and spin much more gracefully than the boys in the playroom were doing. After each round, they all collapsed into a dizzy pile on the floor. Good thing we have carpet instead of ice.