Syd got better. It took awhile, but my gloriously wild, active, inventive baby boy is back.
Then, I got sick.
And I had a conference to go to.
And we had Parent/Teacher conferences.
And I was finally on the mend and thinking I would catch up from Syd's illness when I got hit by life.
My assistant principal hit me with a metal door. I had to get 3 stitches and have worn a purple shiner for the past week.
So, I'm definitely writing off the novel (bah-dum shhh) this year.
I'll post pictures of Syd, family, and said shiner when I get them transferred from my phone.