|Santiago and His BOO!-Burger with Cheese|
On the way there, I find out from Saia that Santiago was in the office today. Twice. But, no, not for behavior. (See how quickly you went there? Tsk, tsk, tsk.) But because he was feeling yucky. No temp and two glasses of water later, and off he goes back to class. But this evening, you could really just see something coming on. He's got a major case of the creepy cruddies. Totally not himself.
|Saia & Her Shrunken Head |
And then the milking began...
At his request, from beneath the covers and cool washcloth, his Mommy read him his new favorite comic, replete with superhero voices and sound effects. He got his o.j. in his favorite pumpkin cup on the couch (totally not allowed) so he could watch the game. I practically spoon-fed him his dinner myself, even letting him pick out his favorite parts (read: avocado slices), so long as he got some of the broth down, too. And even offered to carry him up to bed as soon as it was time.
If one of them doesn't come home with at least a ribbon for this, I might have to pull my little neon orange plastic pumpkin gutter on someone.