She ran back into the house, to the bathroom and just stood there.
"Esther" I yelled, "are you sick - are you going to throw up, honey what is wrong?"
With tears running down her face, she just said her tummy hurt and she couldn't go to school. She then plopped onto the couch and started to moan.
I called the school and told them Esther wasn't coming in today..that her tummy hurt.
So Jed left for work and no sooner had he pulled away from the curb when Esther popped off of the couch and came over to me with a sheepish grin on her face.
"Mommy" she said, "I am not really sick. I was just hoping that maybe we could bake some cookies this morning."
..and do we did.
Because Ann was making me feel a bit inadequate and all. So, we improvised on the recipe a bit with what we had in the house, and baked.
..and picked the fuzz out of baby's toes...
..and watched cartoons ALL DAY with the (damn)cat...
..and made a card for our neighbor who just lost their dog..
..and enjoyed a non-sick day at home.
Sometimes I forget that she was my baby for 4.5 years and just maybe she still needs a little babying now and again.
Thanks for the fun day, my baby-boo. I love you.