J.P woke up and told me he wasn't feeling well. So, he didn't go to school; he's coughing and not quite himself today. I was planning on taking the Christmas decorations down, and do a clean sweep of the house but it seems that will be put on hold for now. J.P is sick, and miserable. Already, I’m having a difficult time writing – J.P is looking over my shoulder and reading what I’m typing. He knows I have a blog; he saw the picture I took of him walking to school and he says,” I want to see it again!” I look at him and think - can I just have a moment here? He puts his head on my shoulder, and all is forgotten. How can I refuse? He’s too cute. I let him see his photo and read the post, and then I send him off to rest in bed but he lingers around my desk. I think it's going to be one of those days. He doesn't want to be alone. J.P is now sitting on my lap. Not much I can do here. Do you ever have days like this?
I guess this post will just have to wait. I know I'm procrastinating.