7:45am.
"Holden(6.5yrs) sweetie time to get up for school."
"I'm not going!"
"oh Holden I know you're tired let's get up and have some french toast sticks."
"no, I can't talk, I can't go to school if I can't talk"
"Hmmm"
"my leg doesn't work either, yesterday I fell on eleven dirt rocks and they made this part(calf) of my leg stopped working. How can I walk to the bus stop on one leg?"
"Daddy said he can carry you to the bus stop"
"Well I can't see out of this eye(points to his right eye) ACTUALLY, I can see out of it, but yesterday I hit this part of my eyebrow and then I couldn't see out of it for a whole minute."
"Wow you had a rough day yesterday!"
"I still can't talk and if I go to school the other kids will ask me a bunch of stupid questions."(about his leg and eye maybe?)
The battle continued turned to tears and we agreed to give him another day at home.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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