September 8

I was still snoozing when Isaac knocked on my door this morning, told me he didn't feel well, and asked if he could stay home from school. I wasn't terribly surprised by his revelation, given that he'd been burning the proverbial candle at both ends since Friday, so I said okay and called him out.

A little later, he helped me out with my Costco run by checking our home inventory for various items. (Did we need milk? No, plenty of that left. Eggs? Yes, definitely some eggs.) And when I asked if he'd like anything in particular, he replied that "a hot dog could be cool."

So after I checked out, I visited the food court and bought two hot dogs. And when I got home, we sat at the kitchen table and ate said-hot dogs for lunch.

He's a good kid. And I'm thankful that he had the good sense to ask for a day off when he needed one.