So, I get a call that Davis is refusing to eat his lunch and crying. I tell them that is his lunch take it or leave it and they agree. Keep in mind this is a lunch he eats all the time. Hot dog, applesauce, goldfish and a drinkable yogurt.
Then I get a call saying he is in the office crying that he is sick and wants his mommy. Now the preschool director is trying to be very cautious that this is not just new school jitters. She asked Davis if he likes school when he feels well and he said yes. They also had sent 3 kids home with high fevers so something is going around. I tell them I will come pick him up since it is nap time anyway and he is usually happy go lucky.
So here is what he has to say when I pick him up and we are walking out.
D (with a coy little smile on his face) I am so glad you are here mama
Me Do you feel sick?
D not any more
Me Do you feel yucky?
D Not any more
Me Then why were you crying for me?
D I just love you mama, I'm so glad you are here.
When we get home he can hardly contain his excitment of being home. He's playing and running around. It took him an hour to settle in and take a nap. Not sick, not sick at all.
That little terd.
I need to buy a copy of the boy who cried wolf.
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That sounds exactly like something Lily would do. Usually, when I'm about to absolutely lose my mind with frustration, she'll give me the sweetest smile and say, "I love you mama!" I can't help but melt, and she knows it!
Cracks me up- little goober! He's a smart one ;)
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