A few weeks ago Connor was a little bit sick.
We always know immediately because he says things like, "I don't feel like eating. Can you please pack my food away for tomorrow?" (BLESS!) and "can I please go lie down on the couch?" (he never wants to miss the action so this lets him be there but still resting).
This was the day I took Kendra to the girls' party so when I got back, D and K went to church while I stayed in with Connor.
I grabbed one photo of the two of them together, and then took a few pics of him alone.
Shame, poor thing.
However, he was right as rain the next day and I had a little bit of that out-of-sorts sickness later that week. Like it would almost be better to vomit instead of feeling kind-of nauseaus the whole time.
Mine lasted about 24 hours too.
I always feel like being home from work is so wasted because I couldn't even read in bed; I was OUT for the count.
When was your last sick day?