Always something!

The Monday after the Battle of the Books, Chloe woke up with a sore throat. And since we were planning on visiting my parents that weekend, I didn't want to take any chances. She went to see the doctor that afternoon. She didn't have strep or anything infectious. No meds! That was good. We all figured it was her allergies and hoped she would be able to attend her first library volunteer ice cream social the following day.

At 1:30am, those hopes were dashed. Chloe had not slept well all night, but at 1:30 I thought I would go check on her. I suppose "mother's intuition" kicked in. I covered her then kissed her forehead. She was boiling! I woke her up to take some Motrin and kept my fingers crossed it would bring down the fever. It did thankfully. But there was no way we could take her to the party. She felt awful, for various reasons.

I spoke with Ms. Cathy before the party to inform her Jesse would be receiving Chloe's award for her. Chloe was one of only two to receive the Presidential Voluntary Award this year. Ms. Cathy made a point to explain Chloe was not well and Jesse, her sister, would receive it for her.

We didn't have school most of that week. She felt bad for a few days, then John felt bad. He had already taken a vacation day for Friday so the week was shot as far as school went. But we made it to my parents'. I wish I could say the visit was wonderful. It was, but I know my Dad was not feeling well. He didn't want to say anything. We left a little earlier than we planned so he could rest. He was starting chemo again this Monday and needed rest. I did talk to him later that night (after he had a nap, which he won't take while we are there even though we try to get him to) and he sounded much better.

This week has been better. We have worked on our school work every day. We are even getting ready to start a new art class...Meet the Masters. We are actually going to have class with other homeschoolers. This will be our first adventure, except for Book Buddies a few years ago, to have class outside our home. The girls are excited about it. Me? Well, I'm on the fence but I hope it goes well.