This week has been a bit of a blur. I can scarcely believe it’s been four days since I drained my cell phone battery to post from my phone since we’d lost power in the midst of the crazy weather!
There’s so much that’s happened, and I’m planning to make up for lost time by recording the past few days. But today, I’m infinitely grateful, once again, for the opportunity I’ve been given this year to stay home. Yesterday, the school called to say that Seneca had a rash on her face and neck. I picked her up and took her in. No strep. No real idea about what it might be. The best guess is a viral infection that’s presenting with hives.
She came home and was be-bopping around most of the night. We laid low and gave her some Benadryl before bed. This morning, she got up and around, but really looked pretty pale and all around exhausted. While I certainly don’t want her to be sick or get into a habit of staying home with Mom, I am so thankful for the fact that she was able to sleep in until 7:30 this morning, and then she was able to come home and sleep for another two-and-a-half hours.
I’m thankful that she could sit at the table coloring while I washed dishes, prepared homemade soup, and for the feel of her hand squeezing the measuring spoon steady as we added ingredients for homemade bread.
As embarrassing and funny as it was to hear the edge to her in voice as she berated me for having a dirty toilet. And the number of times she kept after me to clean it, all the while never noticing that I had yet to sit for even a moment.
And don’t you now, when it came time to clean the bathroom, she was right by my side. Sitting by and watching me clean wasn’t enough. She wanted to know what cleaners we used for which jobs, and she wanted to do it.
There will come a day, when I ask her to clean the bathroom and the request falls on deaf ears, which is precisely why I’m so thankful for this day. This day, when cleaning a toilet was with her mom was the highlight of her day. Go figure!