Long, Long Weekend
Ive managed a freebie day off! Only two children were scheduled to come today. By eight this morning I'd received two calls, one telling me they'd decided to keep their boy home today, the second to let me know their little guy had puked up his breakfast, and wouldn't be coming. The second type of call are the most entertaining for me, assuming it's one the the multitude of normal childhood ailments and nothing dire, of course. While externally I'm full of sympathy, and "I hope he's better soon"'s, internally I'm cheering: "Yes!! A day off!" One of the little conflicts of caregiving. As long as I never let the inner celebration slip out my mouth while I'm talking to the parent, I'll be fine. "Suzie's sick? Oh, that's terrifi--ble..."