Sick Babies, Teenagers, and a Nice Stiff Drink

I suppose it was inevitable...the little lion got sick at his first day of daycare. He woke up today with a fever, so he gets to stay home from school today. I expected it, but I hate it when they are sick. It does remind me of one of the mysteries of motherhood that I never understood until I became a mommy. Even when they are cranky and dripping green goo from every orifice, mommy will still give cuddles and kisses. Gross, but true.  Hopefully I can get my stepdaughter to babysit so I can still go to class. She is home again, at least for today. I remember how difficult that age was (she is almost 21), but even though I can understand, I still get irritated with her because....well...because she is 21. Teenagers and young adults are aliens from another planet, an angst filled, want-to-be-adult-but-still-a-kid planet. I empathize, but trying to juggle adolescent drama with toddler demands and baby tending is exhausting. Add one absent, irritated hubby and it equals....a nice, stiff drink for mommy!!!