The boy came home from school sick yesterday. He's still running a low fever and achy today. Since himself is currently elsewhere, the boy and I are hanging out watching a special on Mars exploration on the Science Channel.
I have an MRI on my ankle scheduled for tomorrow. The ortho doc is convinced I tore the tendon since it refuses to get better.
I have a cake to finish for delivery Saturday morning, a birthday party that afternoon and the pine wood derby race that evening.
I don't like it when my children feel icky. But he's not too bad...just enough of the crud to feel blah.
However, today I have the feeling Someone knew I needed a down day. And I'm grateful.