My kids are very good at claiming sickness to get out of things. Sam gets mysterious “headaches” on mornings he doesn’t want to school. Occasionally I will get Quinn to preschool and he will start crying and saying he is sick.
They are liars.
(And, yeah, anxiety, why don’t they want to go school, blah, blah, blah. I know. I’m working on it.)
I can generally tell when one of them is really sick and when they are faking. Trust me, they don’t get away with staying home very often. Although I will grant them mental health days occasionally.
For Jack, his telltale sign is that he sits in front of the toilet and rests his head on the seat. Pretty standard, really. But today he exhibited a different sign.
I’d volunteered in Jack’s classroom, where his teacher had said he’d been claiming to be sick and was much quieter than usual. After more than an hour of helping out, I was getting ready to go, when…
How am I supposed to fight against that?
Aggravating? Yes. Super cute? Also yes.