So many things to say, so little time.
I suppose I should be pleased that I have two sick kids today and I'm not going to work. Aidan came in my room this morning and said "my stomach hurts and last night I threw up." Ummm, last night? I had to investigate.
Sure enough, at some point in the night he vomited over the side of the bunk bed. That stuff sure can splatter when you heave from the top of a bunk bed. And then, for some strange reason, he rolled over and went back to sleep, leaving it to congeal and harden all over the floor.
What a fun morning I had, cleaning up! I had to - how shall I phrase this? - reconstitute the stuff in order to clean up. Disgusting.
I'm not feeling so well myself, and I can't tell if I'm getting the same stomach bug the boys have, or if the morning's activity just turned my stomach. Time will tell.
And speaking of time, there are less than 18 hours to go in World Maths Day. Never heard of it? Neither had I. Why is "Maths" plural? No idea. Aidan's teacher signed the whole class up on this website, and they've been going on line all week to compete against kids all across the globe. At the beginning of the week, it was just practice matches. Now it's for real - the clock started ticking yesterday, and they can compete in a certain number of minute-long arithmetic challenges, each time against different kids with whom the computer links them up. Aidan loves it, and I find myself in the unique position of having to say "stop doing all that math RIGHT NOW because it's dinner time." Whoever created that site needs a MacArthur Genius Award. And then they can maybe give me some of the money they've been awarded, so I can buy my kids their own computer so I can have mine back already.
Kudos to his teacher for enrolling the kids and teaching them how to use the site. What a great teacher! What a fabulous school!
Stayed tuned for my next post: all the reasons why the school sucks. Well, just one reason, really. But it's a big one, involving bullies and administrators who turn a blind eye.