a feverish weekend

We survived the weekend sleepover, barely.  The kids had a blast playing games and watching movies.  I was slightly cranky since two children were dropped off uninvited.  Seriously, who does that to young kids?  I don't know you, but you trust me with your children that young.  I wouldn't. Half the time I can't even manage my own.  That is why I do not teach any more. Well, and stupid parents like that and the ones that swear their child is always well behaved but screams, hits and bites everyone with in reach. 

After I got over my crankiness (and the smell of 7 pairs of nasty boy feet), we all settled.  The boys shared well and took turns with minimum hassle or interference from me.  All was great until the next morning.  My little monster woke up fine, played for a few hours, then crashed on the couch with fever.  Poor little guy ran a high fever all weekend.  He stayed put on the couch or in my bed all day and night. 

Finally we saw the Dr. on Monday after the longest weekend ever.  She checked him out pretty good, then sent him home with antibiotics and cough meds.  My little trooper has graduated from the liquid stuff to swallowing these huge pink and blue pills!!  I am so proud of him, and the craziest things make you realize how big he is getting.  He is totally kicking Amozicillin's butt!

Too bad we left the office in dire need of Febreze. Before the Dr. could see him, he had to rush to the bathroom for the nasty poo of all times.  I almost threw up, so I feel for the nurses that were still spraying the halls as we were leaving 30 minutes later.  Sorry guys I would have sprayed, but I found nothing in the bathroom to help you out with, and apparently my Ed Hardy perfume from my bag was not a good cover up.  It just added a nice sent into the nastyness.  What can I say, I tried to help, but nothing was covering that up.  

So now he is finally off the couch and moving around.  The cough meds make him a slight grouchy and his attempt to go back to school has been awful.  He did not get along with his teach to begin with, and now it has just blew up.  Because, according to him, no boy needs to work while he is sick.  I think that came from his dad.  We are going to have little talk after the monster is in bed tonight.  Lets hope dad does not get sick soon or I may just loose it.