Neither Rose or Josh wanted to go to school today. One of Rose's arguments was that it wasn't fair that Naomi and I had the day off! (It's never bothered her before!) I think we have all reached the point where we are delighted Steve is coming home. And for some reason J and R couldn't wrap their heads around the fact that he was coming this evening, not during the day. I pointed out that their day would go quicker if they went to school and I think that prevailed upon Joshua who got ready but not Rose. The only way I could mollify my daughter was to take her temperature (I think thus validating her claims to not feel well), give her a spoonful of medicine and then she got dressed. Bob was picking them up and she was just ready in time.
However, I then got a phone call from school saying she had been in the nurses' office 3 times today! She was claiming to be dizzy and tired - both of which are perfectly feasible considering the lack of sleep my children have had while Steve has been away! So, I went up to fetch her early. She had to stay in her room till dinner but we fought toe-to-toe for most of the afternoon as I held her to it. Rose, of course, said she was no longer well and she was sorry for saying she was but she felt perfectly able to be downstairs. I told her it was a consequence of saying she was ill. It was quite the battle. The culmination came when she threw all her clothes out of her drawers. I told her that she had to pick them all up by dinner or I would give any clothes on the floor away. It was the activity of folding and putting away all her clothes that seemed to settle her!
And, thankfully, finally, Steve arrived home. A collective sigh of relief and peace descended on our house.
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