My morning started off with my 11 year old son not wanting to get out of bed to go to school. I had to wake him up three times and he woke up 20 minutes later. My youngest daughter, woke up on time. However, she come upstairs complaining she had a stomach ache and felt like she was going to throw up. Oh, her throat was sore too. I call her off from school because I don't like taking a chance on sending her to school when she feels like she is going to throw up. I think she has figured that out. She had a sudden recovery once the coast was clear and the school bus was out of sight. She wanted left over pizza for breakfast after the bus had left. She has been playing with the dog and watching television all day.
I asked her how she was feeling. She says "I am feeling much better now." I laughed and told her "Wow, what a miraculous recovery you had." She sat there looking at me with a blank look on her face while she was eating her pudding cup. I think she was suffering from the Monday Blues instead of actually feeling sick.