Well, Kaylee is sick. She had band practice today, and she hates Saturday practices because they are early and long, and she's already missed one for not feeling well. So she came into my room this morning at 7 and said she didn't feel well, and she was snuffling and stuffed up. But she also had drama play practice and a birthday party today, so I reminded her she misses band she goes to nothing else, either. She took some Tylenol for her headache and went to band, which went from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. She had drama practice until almost 4, and then I came and got her, and she was definitely not feeling well. She took a shower, laid down for a 15 minute nap, barely woke up in time to go to the party, but she didn't want to miss it because it's for a 16 year old boy in her class who was just diagnosed with bone cancer. That's not good, by the way. He hasn't started chemo yet but should be right away. He had surgery to remove a tumor in his foot/leg. So everyone came out to his party tonight, and had a good time.
When I picked her up, she couldn't hardly breathe through her nose at all, and she has now crawled into bed to try to sleep. I thought it was allergies combined with not wanting to go to band, but no, she's actually sick. Which stinks. She has tomorrow to rest up, anyway, hopefully it helps.
Steve is buried in BBQ Bash details. I'm just tired...
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