Carsten

Last Friday I got a call from Carsten's school.  He was sick, and I needed to pick him up right away.  I didn't know what to do with him, so I took him to statistics lab with me.  Special time.  He got to play computer games.  He came down with a stomach flu two hours later.  Poor child was quite ill.

One week later, almost to the hour,  this morning,  I got another call from Carsten's school.  Carsten was feeling ill, and I needed to pick him up.  Hmm.

I remembered a discussion Carsten and I had had during the week.  He had told me, "Mom, did you know that some kids say they're sick when they aren't, and then they stay home from school?" Apparently he had never previously thought or heard of this and some bad influence type child had just given him the tip.   Of course he assured me that he was not the kind of kid who would ever do that.

But as he hopped into the car this morning, I saw a little glimpse of a smile that made me wonder.  Actually it wasn't the smile.  It was the fact that he appeared to be trying not to smile.  I know my extremely honest and noble child would never, ever try to deceive me.   And he loves school.

This time we did an hour of spelling homework before stats lab.  During stats lab he did some reading.  And afterward he did two hours in a math workbook.

Just in case.