mother of the year...

So I had to hurry and go pick up Keo last night since T teaches a late class. I didn't get home until 7pm and when I did, Jo greets me at the door with, "um, can you give Kai some medicine so he can stop crying?" Kai is in his bed, blotchy with crying and *burning* up with fever.  

Now I believe him.

And I feel just a tad guilty.

So this morning when he told me he was still feeling sick, I put him right back to bed. Poor kid.