Morning with Mommy

This morning I kept Tommy home from his weekly preschool-ish class (Mother's Morning Out) because he feels slightly warm, has a cough, felt slightly warm last night, didn't eat dinner, and took a four-hour nap yesterday (as opposed to his normal two hour one). The thing with Tommy is that usually when he's sick he doesn't act it. He is a little more tired and just wants to cuddle, but the next minute he's up off the couch playing with his cars or trains and talking non-stop. In fact he still keeps his word count up to about a million words a day (or so it seems). To just look at him now, eating his waffles and banana and giving a running commentary on "Super Why", the show we're currently watching, you'd never know there was anything wrong. Maybe there's not. Maybe he just needed a morning with Mommy.