The sick bed is of course metaphorical because the only chance I have of getting Daniel to stay in one place if I tied him down (Not that I’d do that but I may have fantasized about it once or twice). That is to say that his spirits remain high and his energy levels impressive despite being sick.
Daniel and I had a nice, low-key day, and the weather must have felt in need of the same because it was rainy and chilly all day. Perfect November weather!
We watched a few movies (and yes, note the mis-matched pajamas. Yay! Something other than Thomas exclusively! Boo for succumbing to another highly-merchandised character. You win some; you lose some).
Daniel took a leisurely bubble bath and paid it forward by lathering up his bath trains as well as the bathroom floor, walls and me before having lunch.
Daniel pretended to nap in his little chair, unfortunately the closest he came to a nap all day. Although I must say that the entertainment that comes over the monitor is comedy gold.
The budding architect built a block masterpiece and posed behind his work.
Daniel is feeling better, but he still has some symptoms that prevent him from returning to daycare tomorrow, so on Friday we’ll do it over again.
I bought Daniel a few books on Thanksgiving and giving thanks, and we’ve been reading them nightly for 2 weeks (I’m a tad tired of them). We’ve been talking to him about the concept of thankfulness and giving thanks, and I think it is starting to sink in a bit.
Last night, I asked him what he was thankful for. He replied, “My people.” I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. Tonight I asked him, and he said, “I’m thankful for Mommys and Daddys” and went on to list the rest of his family, even the ones in heaven although everyone was plural.
Sweet, sweet boy. Sleep tight, little bear, and we’ll start our weekend early tomorrow.