So Professor spent the morning clinging to me and then begging to get into his bed. Seriously, tell me “I crying! I should go to bed to calm down!”
I’m not going to complain about putting a kid to bed! But about 20 minutes later he asked me to come back and be with him because he was bored.
But then I got bored so I moved his bed stuff downstairs to the couch. He LOVED that. He spent the rest of the morning on the couch. Then he had a few crackers and milk for lunch, and back into his bed. He only napped for an hour or so, and then watched my friend Lolli and I exercise. (As we do at least twice a week.)
After we got Butterfly from school, he either laid on me or on the couch.
Pretty good clue that he’s sick, huh?