sick

When Jack got off of the bus this afternoon, the bus driver told me that Jacks teacher said he 'wasn't himself' the last half hour of school. He apparently had his head down on the desk. Poor little guy.

As soon as I looked at his face, I could see it. His eyes were glassy, and he didn't do his usually excited run to the house, he just slowly walked across the street.

He seems to be a little feverish and has a bit of a cough. Well, at least the weekend is here, and he can get better before school on Monday!