David played a soccer game till almost ten o'clock on Thursday night and then came home to finish packing for the next day. He went to bed quickly after getting home and told me to wake him up early so he could get all his stuff ready to go. Time would be tight after school before getting him to the church by 5:00.
I got him up early on Friday morning, only to have him walk out to me saying, "I'm sick, Mommy. I think I have a fever."
He was burning up, so I took his temperature and found he had a fever of almost 101. He said his throat was killing him. A few hours later, he came home from the doctor diagnosed with strep. Ugh. He missed school, and I had to text his youth pastor to say he'd have to miss the campout. I also texted his friend's mom to cancel out on Saturday night plans, too.
So, rather than cancel our reservation for Saturday night, we took David along with us on our weekend getaway. Not exactly what we'd planned, but we did enjoy spending the weekend with him. Sometimes he really does just need some focused time with Mom and Dad. Love that boy.
Things turned out in David's favor, too, when they postponed his church campout due to thunderstorms coming through the area Friday night. Looks like he didn't miss out on it, after all.