Had a big no no at school yesterday. Kate told me on the way to school that her tummy hurt. I joined her in a quick trip to the bathroom, and everything came out okay (ha), so I left her and went on my way. It was my school volunteer morning-- one hour in the library and one in class. I was about halfway through class duty and got a call over the intercom. Wow. I knew this was serious. Stepping Stones had been calling me for at least 45 minutes to tell me that Kate had thrown up and was running a fever. I turned my phone off when I went into the school because it doesn't ring at all in the library and shouldn't ring in class. So much for that.
The whole point of this is to say that Kate is sick. She threw up at school but then focused mostly on the opposite problem, if you know what I mean. Poor thing couldn't even get a nap because she was up so much. So, Kate's sitting on the potty and she says, "Mommy, I think I know what's wrong." Oh yeah, what's that? "Miss Cindy told me at school. It's the flu." Well, probably. But funnier than that was later when I said, "Did you have more stink?" and she responded "No mom, it's not stink! It's the FLU!"
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