The other night, Will had a runny nose. He truly looked miserable. I already prepared myself for this because John coughed all over his big brother...on purpose...just to make me lose my mind!
The next morning was more of the same. John was snotty. Will was snotty.
So no school for both boys.
I left the room and went back to bed.
Fifteen minutes later, Will nudged me (yes, I had already fallen asleep). "Mom, what should I do?"
"You're staying home today."
"What!? Sweet!" That was my first clue that I had seriously misjudged the situation. I finally opened my eyes and caught sight of my eleven year old pumping his arms in the air. I also noticed the school uniform and lack of sniffles. Shit. I told myself he could be sick and just overwhelmed with joy, but then he dropped to the floor and started doing push-ups.
"Uh," was all I managed because then he started doing one arm push-ups.
He went to school after all. And he's still pissed about it.
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