K, you did some morning homework a few weeks ago and I forgot to document it.

See, you had a respiratory infection and the doctor had you on antibiotics and some steroids.

The steroids are a necessary evil – but I don’t love y’all taking them.

Why?

It gives you an insatiable appetite and makes it nearly impossible to sleep well (roid rage and all).

All that to say, you are 8 years old, and with steroids giving you a boost of extra energy, you woke up at 4 AM.

What did you do? Watch TV? Play Legos?

You got out your math packet (not due for a week) and finished it alone in the dark morning hours…

I mean, 🤣.

Seriously though, I am so proud of how you are doing in school.

You get your work done without being prodded, and you get nearly a 100 on everything you touch.

Point and case?

The last report card you got – you had a grade of 94 in P.E. – and it was your lowest grade!

I love you.

-Dad

K, you’re home sick today.

You have been coughing for over a week and woke up this AM with a fever.

The thing is, since I am not working from home four days a week now, I get to stay with you!

But guess what?

Mom took a sick day to stay with you too! 🤣

You and mom just left for the doctor and I am trying to get some writing done.

But it’s basically the K show today.

Let’s be silly if you feel up to it.

I love you.

-Dad

K, you’re at work with me today.

Not because you want to be…

You’re being punished for not listening to the babysitter.

(Her name is Cambrie. Can I out her here? Will she see this?!)

I mean, your punishment is hanging out with Dad for the day?! 😢

Anyway…

We got Dunkin Donuts after dropping T off at school.

And now you are quietly playing with Woodsies on the other side of the desk.

You’re being adorable, if you want to know the truth.

It might be your punishment, but it’s the best day I have had at work in weeks.

I love you.

-Dad