Friday morning, Connor was moving even slower than usual while getting ready for school...I found myself getting quite grumpy and snippy with him. He said he didn't feel well...that his stomach hurt...but he's eaten his breakfast and I KNEW he had 3 tests that day...so I told him if he insisted on saying he was sick and staying home, he'd DaRN WeLL better act sick or I was grounding him that weekend...probably NoT one of my more stellar moments as a parent :/
so....the boy counted...and he threw up 13 times...
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