
Fractious.
What do you get when you have a seven year old boy with a really sore throat who has been stuck at home for the past five days with a little brother who is constantly clamoring for his attention? A fractious boy.
What do you get when you have a 30ish mom who's been stuck at home for the past five days with forenamed seven-year-old boy and his little brother? A FRANTICALLY FRACTIOUS MOM.
Yikes, who knew keeping a three year old in perfect health and a seven year old in not-so-perfect healthy would be so... frustratingly fierce. (I'm trying to make up for my lack of F-words in my past couple of posts. Are you appreciating this?)
We've watched a frightening number of movies, we've painted/colored/drawn an obscene amount of pictures, we've read, we've cried, we've played, we've sobbed... and yet we still have at least three or four more days of recovery. Zachary still needs pain meds on a regular schedule just to manage the ouch.
So my question is: What do we do today? How can we bring about peace and harmony to this fractious family? Any suggestions?

