Micah's home from school again today.
If only he didn't have the red, raw looking throat... I could easily harden my heart and make him go to school...
As it is, he's all set to spend the morning on the couch, whispering, "OW!" every time he swallows, and moaning, and talking through his nose, like a bad Hellen Keller impression...
Oh, well.
If I have to miss my meeting this morning, at least I can start on Johanna's grad dress transformation. It's going to become a skirt... with a lace up yolk at the waistband... on the side...
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