Yesterday, Nathan stayed home sick. He had a lovely day of being curled up on the couch watching movies on his iPad (I vetoed him playing Xbox on the basis that if he was too sick to go to school, he was too sick for Xbox).
The trouble is that now he'd like to do it again, except today, he's no longer sick. Or at least, no longer sick enough to automatically get a pass home.
He's still coughing but no fever and his energy levels have returned.
Complicating matters is that Dave had to leave early on a work call, so I'm dealing with both boys on my own. Alex doesn't generally like having to walk Nathan to school, so the thought of dealing with him as well as Nathan throwing a tantrum does not fill me with confidence.
I was hemming and hawing this morning. On the one hand, it will be easier for me in terms of morning prep if Nathan stays home. On the other, given his energy level, it's going to make working this morning and Alex's afternoon therapy more difficult. And realistically, if it wasn't for the lack of support, I probably wouldn't consider letting him stay.
Nathan is not taking the news well. We've always had a policy with the boys that anything can be negotiated, as long as they are polite and not shouting or tantruming. However, Nathan immediately began sticking his fingers in his ears and shouting and kicking things when I told him he had to go to school. (Not exactly the picture of an invalid ... I suppose I should be grateful he's not a better actor.)
This doesn't leave me a lot of room to maneuver. Hopefully I'll get him calmed down before it's time to leave. But just in case, I need to start mentally working on plan B.