Okay, I don’t mean “Yay! My kid is sick!” Of course I hate to see them suffer. And I don’t love the sleepless nights and rivers of snot and feeling like every surface will be covered in germs forever.
But there is something sweet about sick days. No to-do lists, no gym, no errands, no chores, no TV rules. Toast for dinner. The only thing that needs to be done is to help a little body feel better while it fights off the Yuck. And that duty mostly amounts to making tea and snuggling on the couch while watching loads of TV.
This sweetness does have an expiration date. After about 2 days the novelty wears off and we all start to get sick and tired of being sick and tired. So I’m hoping for a sudden miraculous recovery tomorrow, and praying this particular illness passes over the rest of the household.