1. Gunnar - better when I wrote last evening, then sick again in the night (2 am!), miserable this morning (starting at 5am!), and fair-to-middlin' as we've just finished lunch. His fever seems gone, but the awful cough, sore throat, and headache remain. I know that cough. When I hear it I can almost feel it in my own throat. Feel the headache. And now Tate is somewhat subdued and thinks his body is trying to fight off the germ.
2. Snow - it was snowing lightly last night and the boys went to bed with high expectations, but woke to just a dusting on the ground. Oddly, it has snowed on and off all day, but nothing is accumulating. Their hopes rise and fall with each little flurry. Part of me wants a big dump of snow for them to play in, but with sickness in the house... maybe not?
3. School - in spite of not feeling wonderful the boys are picking their way through most of their schoolwork. Except - ironically - Wyatt, the only one who seems completely healthy. He decided that provoking Gunnar and ignoring repeated warnings to apologize and shape up was a good idea, and is out in the driveway moving a pile of dirt. Grrrrr. He puts the boy in boycott.
I know, I know, it's just a bad day. And not having good sleep contributes. But sometimes I look at these boys and wonder if I'm doing anything right at all. *sigh* Screaming at each other over Legos. Mouthing off to each other and to us.
Who on earth thought it was a good idea to put me in charge of these guys?
Time to do some more school with them - something more structured. Work on our memory verses.