I think I need a break. Sure, the kids have been out of school, but am sorta at the weepy stage and feel ready to crumble. This non-stop illness that the kids have passed around has worn me to the bone. But thankfully neither Gary or I have caught it. So, think I'll turn off my head and enjoy the next few days and avoid any more confrontation.
One of the boys got a bit mumbly with me in regards to him *not* going back to work yet. My idea. His brother will cover for him, and willingly, but this sick son who's very responsible and honorably so, still has too rough a cough to work today. I admire his work ethic, but appreciate him doing what I say even more.
As the saying goes...'parenting isn't for the faint of heart'. Amen.
