December 20

It's Finals Week in high school; Isaac's first-ever experience with those end-of-semester stress-makers.

And he came home from this first-ever day of finals feeling less than awesome. Actually, as he told me in the car on the way home, he was feeling pretty bad.

He's super congested and has a headache. And obviously, he's very, very tired. So we just left him alone, and he wound up sleeping there on the living room floor well into the evening hours until Adam roused him to send him up to bed.

It's not COVID --we tested him this evening to be sure-- so I guess it's just one of the many viruses currently making the rounds.

Isaac is usually a truck when it comes to health issues; his immune system doesn't even blink at colds that knock me out. But this particular bug seems to have his number. So although the timing isn't great, I'm grateful that he's getting rest when he needs it rather than freaking out over finals. Because ultimately, his well-being is more important to me than a handful of incompletes that he'll need to address next month.