Happy Birthday From Germ Central!

I woke up the Chief of Security this morning this way:

"Happy birthday!  How are your hives?  How is your wound?

You know...you don't really have to go to school today if you don't want to.  It's your birthday.  Your final exams are over.  And you have croup, staph, and hives.  You could just stay home."

But he answered this way:

"Let me check my absences."

And he decided to go to school.

So I dropped him off at school this way:

"I will be calling the school.  I will be talking to the nurse.  I will be texting you."

And so what can you really do besides comfort inappropriately with food?

Well, besides for spending his entire birthday afternoon in the pediatrician's office and then stopping for Ben and Jerry's on the way home for additional ill advised comfort food?

Happy birthday Boy-O-Mine!  You're a good sport through and through!!

Disclaimer: I took these photos before the hives made their frightening appearance.  I have photos of the hives, of course, but they are mercifully absent on this post.

You're welcome.