Today, I woke up still feeling a little under the weather, so I decided to "take the day off."
The kids were excited to break all the rules. We ate pop tarts for breakfast - the good kind with icing and sprinkles. Lily made everyone giant cups of chocolate milk. The kids watched cartoons all morning, while me and Elliot snored on the couch. We didn't do a lick of schoolwork. We ate crackers in the living room, and I pretended not to notice allllll the crumbs. I watched Netflix during naptime, and then we all had cake when naptime was over.
So yeah, it's pretty safe to assume they're hoping I feel crummy again tomorrow...
PS Jacob woke up 100% back to normal.