Fortunately, we set the table for breakfast last night because today was a little crazy.
Unfortunately, it didn’t help much as Scout declared she didn’t feel well.
Fortunately, the rest of the family felt fine and devoured the bacon.
Unfortunately, Scout didn’t feel like eating bacon which is an absolutely sure sign my kiddo is sick.
Fortunately, I called our doctor, and they could squeeze us into a time slot in half an hour.
Unfortunately, we were ALL still in our pajamas and live 25 minutes away from the doctor’s office.
Fortunately, I drove 80 m.p.h.
Unfortunately, everybody else on the road wanted to drive 65 m.p.h.
Fortunately, the practice is used to us being late and squeezed all 5 of us into a room where we knocked the roll of paper off the bed, played bumper cars with the fun rolling doctor stool, and probably collected a million new germs.
Unfortunately, Scout needed her throat swabbed and it hurt.
Fortunately, there are antibiotics.
Unfortunately, we homeschool, so there is no such thing as a sick day–we do school anyway.
Fortunately, all the neighbor kids were out of school for a mid-winter break, so they kept knocking on the door to see if we had finished school. I finally gave up trying to have a “normal” school day and fed everyone lunch.
Unfortunately for the my kiddos, I had a Plan B. We researched the Civil War Battles, in which both of our great-grandfathers fought. (The Hunni’s great-great-great-great-great-grandfather fought for the North. And my great-great-great-great-great-grandfather fought for the South)
Fortunately, it appears as if the two great-great-great-great-great-grandfathers didn’t fight each other.
Unfortunately, we didn’t get to finish plotting out all the battles on our map because. . .
Fortunately, The Hunni called and said that he was actually going to be dropping off a passenger right at our local airport!
Unfortunately, Scout was feeling miserable, but had to go anyway.
Fortunately, Scout is a trooper and didn’t complain. Also the staff at the AvFlight were very kind to us and let us put finger prints and mouth prints all over their glass windows while we were waiting for The Daddi to come. The passengers were a family with four kids, so they understood about Daddies, and running out on the ramp to greet them, and petting their dog, and the divided attention of the pilot. The Pilot was able to give some of the passengers and LBG (Little Big Guy) a lesson in The Principles of Flight using the wing of the airplane.
Unfortunately, it all came to an end, and we had to say good-bye.
Fortunately, The Hunni had brought us a Cheesecake Factory Tiramisu Cheesecake!
Unfortunately, we had to rush off to a soccer game and Scout was wanting to just curl up in a ball and go to sleep.
Fortunately, we have a great coach, so I could just drop off LBG (Little Big Guy) and head over to McDonald’s for “supper”. Scout got a milkshake to soothe her throat for her “supper.” The kiddos also got to watch an “I Love Lucy” DVD in the car during the soccer game.
Unfortunately, I had to make an important phone call, and it was very hard to hear over the sounds of “I Love Lucy.”
Fortunately, I call yell louder than Lucille Ball.
Unfortunately, it doesn’t make for the best important phone conversation.
Fortunately, the day ended and poor Scout who got dragged everywhere while feeling miserable is asleep in bed.
Unfortunately, my bed is going to be empty on one side.
Fortunately, I can console myself with a large piece of Cheesecake Factory Tiramisu cheesecake. I LOVE CHEESECAKE!
Unfortunately, cheesecake loves me so much that it never wants to leave me, but hugs me right around the waist.
Fortunately, The Hunni loves me more.
The End. (until tomorrow, when another adventure will begin here at My Whit’s End.)
Conclusion: We accomplished nothing in homeschooling, but probably learned something. And tomorrow, I hope my sweet Scout gets to feeling more like this. . .
So as this girl would say. . .
(Which is Eloise for “please miss me a little while I am gone, but other than that have a great day.”)