How do you know your six-year-old is sick?
A whole day of being inside with no TV, and he didn’t go insane once.
So what did we do? Not. Freakin’. Much.
I did some dishes, and hung out while he zoned out on the couch. Made some cardboard coasters wrapped in wrapping paper. Wait, no. The coasters were wrapped in paper, not him. He was sick, not high. (Though he did seem to enjoy working with the glue a little more than usual.)
So we watched the Empire Strikes Back (his first time), and then we watched the credits to find Nilo’s name (Ripley has met Nilo, and kept asking me “did Nilo make that?” for the first twenty minutes.)
Doesn’t get much better than THAT.
Posted on December 4th 2008 in General
