The confessions of a bad mom...

Last full day before a two week run with both boys at home for the first time with Elizabeth! And what am I doing but keeping my oldest home because he threw up at 3am on my bathroom floor. I think I'm insane today...at first I'm of the opinion he can't go to school simply b/c he threw up in the last 24 hours; but then as the morning begins and he is feeling okay I start to rethink it. Only because he has a Christmas party this morning where he is very excited about getting a 'boy' present (why are we sending more toys to school for our children to exchange I don't understand) and he was to have cub scouts this afternoon and most importantly GO HOME WITH ELI CRAMER!!! So after a good three hours of observation and Eli's persuading me he thinks he is okay I rush to get Elizabeth ready, me suitable for the secretary (hee hee) and his lunch box packed. We get into the van, banana in eli's hand and coffee in mind and he says "I think my stomach hurts." WHAT???? I'm sitting in the driveway with garage door down and a decision to make. Instead of getting mad and losing my cool (what I might normally do) I laugh out loud and say "we are crazy aren't we Eli?" And pull the van back into the garage telling Eli to go lay down in bed. Elizabeth looked at me and gave a big smile when I plopped her back on the kitchen counter and said "home again so soon?"
I feel very bad that I even thought about sending him to school and knowing Katie (Eli Cr's mom) is reading this...even worse that I would think of sending my post throw up child to your house - how desperate am I? (background info....Nate just flew out to Washington D.C. for two days so I'm alone with everyone for the first time and for some reason a little nervous about it----get over it right?) SO...sorry to Eli for being a bad mom, sorry to Katie for almost being a bad friend and maybe getting your whole family sick, sorry to Elizabeth for totally disturbing your mobile crib time and oh yeah, sorry to Mrs. Cliche for almost sending a possibly infectious child to your classroom so he could get that toy that I didn't approve of to begin with.
I'll be okay don't ya'll worry! =)