Now it's just take it easy time. Roo, profoundly relaxed in his home environment, has a little of the convalescent bug himself what with Mommy on the mend. He sees anyone propped on a pillow with a book or snuggling a blankie, and he's there my friend. This, along with the blustery raw weather earlier this week made getting him off to school a challenge.
Here were his top 3 (very convincing) reasons to stay home in bed with Mommy:
"I miss Claire-E-Claire!" (his regular teacher is in London for a funeral this week, and apparently the sub is no Nanny McPhee)
"I not done with blanket time!" (followed by an adorable long, withering red-eyed yawn and pout)
"Cold!" (who can argue?)
Here are the top 3 reasons Mommy falls for Roo's plea for truancy far too often:
I had a work-at-home Mommy who had a firm belief that children were better off if clutched to the bosom until they violently protested it, and also had the good fortune to be able to accomodate our need for both "physical" and "mental" health days.
I rarely went to grade school and still graduated 7th out of a high school class of 400 and was Magna cum Laude in college, so, meh.
He's 3, he's cute, and his will is greater than mine.
So, St. Paul Public School, send the truancy bot after me if you will (cuz I know you don't have the human staff to deal with rule breakers like me!).