A busy day was scheduled but due to the snow it came to a screeching hault and I like that.
I have learned to enjoy the screeching hault in schedules when Mother Nature takes over or a kid gets ill.
I wasn't always that way. It's taken a little bit of sifting and a whole lot of God to make me okay.
See, when my oldest was young, he would get strep, ear infections and colds often. Then throw in the stomach flu during the winter and he was always putting a kink in the play dates I had arranged with him or a date I had with my husband.
I didn't take kindly to these spur of the moment upsets either.
It always entailed trips to the pediatricians office followed by a trip to Walgreen for the Rx.
Forward to last week.
My youngest told me on our way out the door that he didn't feel good. Headache and tummy ache. I had to sub at the school and I couldn't call last minute and cancel because he wasn't showing signs of illness.
I notified the office and said he didn't feel good and to keep an eye out if he makes a trip down.
Sure enough fever by lunch.
So we head home. The flu is vicious this year with a fever for days.
I texted the secretary to let her know he had the flu and we would be out the rest of the week.
Whatever was on the calendar got cancelled.
Over the years I have learned to slow down when life gives you a sick kid. I have learned to enjoy being home and to enjoy the people in it. I have learned too love doing laundry and cleaning and maintaining the house.
But it didn't just happen over night.
Today I embrace the snow day.