Cole wins the prize for most stubborn child. By a landslide.
He was sick in the top bunk last night, but didn't bother telling me about it. The mess was discovered as I put something away in their room and smelled what had happened. Erlack. It took me an hour to find all of the mess and clean and disinfect it. Double erlack.
He wouldn't eat breakfast and spent a good 20 minutes snuggled on my lap this morning, both things VERY out of the ordinary. All the while REFUSING to admit that he was sick.
Later in the day I discovered he had a temperature of 102.3. And then he was sick again. All the while REFUSING to admit that he was sick.
The ibuprofen kicked in and he DEMANDED to play outside. So I let him. He lasted 20 minutes and came in looking very pale and tired and, well, sick. All the while REFUSING to admit that he was sick. (Although he then claimed he was "too sick" to put his coat and shoes away...)
Just now I discovered him snoozing on the couch. This child NEVER takes naps. (At least not at appropriate times.) I'm pretty sure his dreams include him REFUSING to admit he is sick!
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