On Monday, Cameron had a pretty good stuffy nose with some yellow gunk. Yes, tasty, I know. I was talking to him about the possibility that we would keep him home on Tuesday and he smiled. On Tuesday morning, however, he seemed ok and I was ready to send him to school when he quickly climbed into bed with me and snuggled up under my arm, telling me that he wanted to stay home with me. Uh, how do you argue with that?
So we snuggled in bed for most of the morning and then I took him to lunch. It was sweet - he says, "Mommy, I told you what I wanted for breakfast, so you can pick lunch. Ah! I love him.