I'm afraid Connor might be getting sick again; apparently he threw up at school and then kept falling asleep, and he spent most of Eden's swimming practice snuggling on me and dozing. He actually asked to go to bed early tonight, which is extremely unusual for him, and when I ran through the usual routine of "Yes/No Twenty Questions," as we term it around here, he was able to tell me that he wasn't sleepy, but that his stomach didn't feel good. He was out less than five minutes after I put him down.
So hopefully he's not picking up a tummy bug or something. We'll see how he feels in the morning after a good rest. He's been sick more than enough this winter already, thank you very much.
Eden woke up with a sore foot; she managed to accidentally launch herself backwards off the couch yesterday, did a reverse somersault and landed with her foot on the slate coffee table. She started laughing so hard I thought she was crying and rushed over to make sure she was okay. Whoops. Luckily her foot wasn't really swollen at all and she could walk on it and move it without too much difficulty, so I told her that if it became a real issue at school she should go to the nurse and they'd give me a call. Apparently by the end of the day it was feeling much better though, so I didn't hear from her. I'm glad she was alright, and also that she didn't land on her head! I think that may be the end of the lying-backwards-across-the-couch for a while.
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