So on Wednesday night this past week, Number One Son complained about feeling ill and indeed fell asleep before 6:30. It was about 12:30 in the morning when he finally threw up in his bed, and we did the whole shuffling around thing & stripping of bed linens and changing of clothes (without waking up either of his brothers, I might add). The Runner was quite concerned that he had The Dreaded Stomach Bug, but fortunately, he slept soundly the rest of the night.
The following morning, he was "too sick to go to school," which meant that we had to do some creative thinking about our schedules. This was fine. The remarkable thing is that by about 9:30 or so, he appeared to be in perfect health. Imagine that.
I remember pulling the same "sick" trick a few times when I was in 1st grade at Garden Hills Elementary School in Atlanta GA. I'm wondering in retrospect if it wasn't a manifestation of anxiety of some sort.
He went to school just fine on Friday...didn't appear to have suffered for missing a day. Imagine that.
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