Staying home with a sick boy today....

Ashton is sick today, so we're staying home from school. I missed my math class, and I'm disappointed only because we got test results today and I wanted to know how I did. I actually really enjoy school, and still feel that I'm lucky to be able to go. How many people have children young and are able to attend college, and especially full time? I have both the government (thanks for the grants :)) and my husband, whose support I'd be lost without, to thank for this ability. If you ask me in two years, when I'm trying to get everything done and school becomes more challenging, I may think differently. But for now, I love every damn minute of it.

Makayla is becoming increasingly challenging. She's a full-blown toddler, and she's stubborn as hell. She' developing this terrible screech that she lets loose when she doesn't get what she wants. She also alternates between clingy and outgoing. She couldn't understand this morning that we had to leave her brother alone, because he was sick. I told her to leave him alone, and she looked at me with those beautiful eyes, and said, "WHHYYY?" Of course, an explanation was a waste of time, but her little voice is so cute and cracks me up every time.

Hopefully Ashton will feel better tomorrow. I knew he wasn't feeling good because he woke up and just wanted to lay around. He usually wakes up running, so I immediately took his temp. He didn't have one, so I struggled with the decision to keep him home. I'd like to instill a strong sick policy in my kids, one that allows sick days for real illnesses only. So, eventually I decided he really appeared to be ill, so I called his preschool. Ten minutes later, he threw up, restoring my confidence in my own decision-making abilities.

My folks got a new puppy this weekend, and he's absolutely adorable. His name is Max, and he's a chocolate lab. The kids absolutely love him.

We have a busy week ahead of us, since we are finally moving out of this terribly small apartment into one that will actually suit us. We're all very excited, and I'm starting to feel a little bit of stress. Moving is a bitch.