A "Should've Stayed in Bed" Morning

Yesterday was one of those days I coulda shoulda woulda stayed in bed all day--- and not just because I was exhausted.

Dante was diagnosed in the Emergency Room last Sunday with pneumonia and had not been to school since the previous Tuesday. He saw his doctor on Wednesday and she said he was doing well and could return to school when I thought he was ready. Since he had no more fever (since Sunday), was on antibiotics (since Sunday), slept mostly through the night (he is usually up at least once anyhow), and ate a full dinner with seconds the night before...I sent him to school yesterday morning.

After getting him on the mini-bus, I readied Amelia, Sunny, and Micah for their weekly speech at the college clinic. Going out the door I slipped and nearly fell on the front walk- our non-storm still left enough to make it slippery.

We actually arrived 10 minutes early and I was able to navigate the parking lot with the three kids (college students seem to think highway speeds apply to their parking lot), and we went in to wait. THEN, right when their clinicians came out, Micah wet through his fresh pull-up and pants. I do carry pull-ups, but not pants. So instead of sitting and knitting for over an hour while I listen to and observe their sessions, I was off hunting down a store in Worcester that sells pants cheap. Thankfully, I was directed to a Family Dollar not too far from the college.

Not twenty minutes after I get him all set, my eldest calls the office there to tell me the school had called and did not think Dante was well enough to be there. Apparently he was too cranky for them. No fever, not even coughing, just some runny nose, and he wasn't cooperating. I love his teachers and he normally is wonderful for them, but honestly it was about time they saw him do some head-banging.

So I pulled the kids out of their group speech-- they have 45 minutes of private therapy followed by 45 minutes of group therapy-- and we headed off to the school to get Dante. I did swing by the house to pick up one of the teens to sit in the van while I went into the school to claim Dante. There was no way I was letting those three accompany me in to get him! That classroom is just to irresistibly fun and they never would have left again with me.

After lunch I insisted the 4 youngest all take a nap. And of course, I have to lay down too to help Amelia settle into sleep...