I *almost* kept the middle one home from school today. She said her throat hurt and she wasn't acting herself. She even said she didn't mind giving up a playdate this afternoon if she were to stay home. I told her she could stay home.
Then she told her brother. "I'm not sure why I'm staying home, mommy just told me that I have to." Um, you don't know why you're staying home? Oh, dear.
Sarge convinced me that we shouldn't give in to such wily ways and that she didn't have a fever so she should go to school. So I sent her. I spoke to her teacher saying that we were on the fence this morning, so please watch out for my girl.
Sure enough, about 1:30, the school nurse called. Please come get your child before she further infects our school.
Oh, the guilt.