Having a sick child stay home from school is getting harder and harder the older they get. Usually I have lunch either with friends or with the newspaper. I don’t have lunch with just my youngest child and me very often at all. But it happened yesterday when a nasty head cold made the thought of going to school miserable.
As we sat down to a salad (moi) and Spaghetti-O’s (her), the questions began.
“Do you know what a dog does when it goes like this?” She proceeds to pant with her tongue hanging out.
When I knew the answer, she upped the ante with, “Do you know what a horse can’t do?”
Talk, was the first thing that ran through my smart-assed brain. But I restrained myself and said, “No, tell me.”
“A horse can’t vomit.” She then told me in great detail about a horse’s digestive tract.
We talked about other things for a while as we finished up our lunches. Then she looked at me and asked, “Can chickens burp?”
I’ll be so glad when she’s well enough to go back to school.
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