No school

Now that my oldest has been home for three days, I am seeing the virtues now more than ever of the public education school system. Suffice it to say he is feeling better and I now remember why I thought myself completely inadequate to satiate his endless desires for information, education and entertainment. I hope his teacher misses him as much as I do when he is gone to her class.

It has actually been a respite of reflection with him. Lying in the quiet of the house while the Littles are napping I have heard the bee song the music teacher sings and how he sings his name in response, I have had what "specials" are explained to me as only a kindergartener can do it,and I have learned what all mothers want to hear, that he misses me and misses being at home, although he loves school too. Ah good. I can sleep better now. If only I COULD sleep. If only they would all be well. If only this deluge of illness and ooze and ear infections and the dreaded ear drops and nasty antibiotics would come to an end and we will all live happily ever after.

In a perfect world.