The BEST day of school, by far, is always the LAST day of school. Unfortunately, you don't get to attend the last day of school if, like W, you wake up with oozing eczema around your mouth which looks suspiciously enough like impetigo for your mom to keep you out of reach of other kids while she's not there to make sure your "infection" is covered.
Poor guy. He got out of bed with swollen lips and a red mouth and nothing else wrong, so he feels fine but has to sit at home with me while his best buddies run around and likely enjoy last day of school treats. Hmph. I'm just praying that when we go to the doctor at noon she'll say he is NOT contagious, and we can make it to the big baseball end of the year extravaganza his buddy is throwing.
Fingers crossed.
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