A Sick Day With My Boy

Okay, peeps.

I’m gonna be honest right now on this here blog and confess that I miss my boy.

My whip-smart, independent, confident, growing-like-a-weed boy has very little time for me these days, and I pretty much want to follow him around like a puppy begging for scraps and attention because I remember all too well, the years we had of being being two peas in a pod while the girlies were at school.

Oh, how those days have long gone!

Worse still, the girlies require so much more of my time after school these days, since their homework is much more intensive, so I find myself having to work hard to carve out time with my (not so) Little Man.

So is it wrong that I was maybe a little bit, kind-sorta, super pumped when he came down with a fever in the middle of the night, because I knew it meant he’d be my captive buddy at home today???

I mean, just look at this little sleeping face:

That face was almost (almost) cute enough for me to forgive the hours he kept me up from approximately three to five in the morning. Whomp.

Also, I’d like to state for the record that it was okay that I was a little happy to have him home sick with me, because he wasn’t too terribly under the weather. As evidenced by the fact that he managed to connect the dots at 4:30 a.m. that fever equals staying home with Mama, and staying home with Mama equals Chick-fil-A biscuit for breakfast, ha.

Apparently, I’ve made these sick days with my kiddos a little too fun. (Shocker.) These crazies kids of mine have come to expect their own mini “yes” days, ha.



He got all sorts of time to watch his favorite videos…



Burrow in the couch…



Teach me how to balance a nickel on its edge…









Tackle a doodle (a brand new one that was just posted this morning!)…

Work on some math (since his growing brain needs the challenge!)…



Bust out some Halloween puzzles…





And work on some school work to knock it out at the start of the week…





We managed to have such lovely, devoted time today, and for that, I’m so, so grateful. Every opportunity—big or small, or accidental sick day—to stay connected is such a wonderful, blessed thing.

The last thing I’ll say on this subject of quality time with my boy: man, am I so glad I indulged him with loads and gobs of amazing time together when I had the opportunity.

There was a time, shortly before the pandemic, when my boy and I routinely went out to breakfast where we colored and chatted, and then headed to the store to buy a LEGO set (for no reason, mind you) that we’d spend the rest of the day building together. And it was the best.

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I can remember so clearly at the time that it was bordering on spoiling my little dude, but, man, what precious, precious time that was. A once-in-a-lifetime phase that I’ll cherish forever.

So here’s to living up those times when they present themselves—and also living up these sick days that provide some unexpected one-on-one time.

Happy Monday, peeps!

Over and out.