Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Yesterday morning, Finnian woke up and threw-up. While I was rubbing his back and warming up a cloth to wipe his face, I was also secretly cheering--we don't have to go anywhere today! So how sick is that? Your child is barfing and you are celebrating.

Fortunately, he seemed fine afterwards, or at least, he didn't throw up any more, and so we had our whole day ahead of us. Baking, spinning, mailing off packages, reading books, listening to books on tape, drawing, talking about Cuba, math as life, communism, the purpose of writing essays, baseball--it all happened yesterday and it was great. Except for the throwing up part.

1 comment:

Patti Blaine said...

Sounds like a great day! Don't tell Kate, but I was always a little happy to have a day free of school when she barfed in the a.m. Even if it was on the 7 train on the way in. My apologies to the MTA.