This Monday morning, I woke my son up, gave him his breakfast, helped him dress and prepared his snacks for school. Then we went downstairs to wait for the school bus. A feeling of impending doom I had been trying to suppress overwhelmed me so five minutes before the bus arrived I told him to go upstairs and take his shoes off. Then I told the driver he was sick and could he bring the homework after school (they do this for everyone).
Am I nuts? Probably. I kept my son home because I had a bad dream and a bad premonition. On top of that, two of his photos had fallen off the shelf yesterday evening. I mean, who could argue with THAT?
Now he is cheerfully playing with his ships in his room and thinking of me both as his Monday saviour and his crazy gaoler.
There have been places that wanted to "watch" my child while I attend a meeting or some other function, but twice in the past I got a bad vibe about the people or the room to where I politely declined the child watching offer, and ended going home early or spending time at the park alone with my daughter. I never look back and wonder if it was the right thing to do, I've always accepted it was.
then, it can be just worry...
better safe than sorry...
i have done the same thing..:)
xoxo
YOu are wise.
Better safe than sorry.
Love and hugs and smiles.
Love Jeanne ^j^
If you ever get one of those premonitions about me, send me an email. ^_^
Hope the two of you had a lovely day together.
Take care, Meow
and he's happier for it, right? so you've just gotten the incredibly rare two-fer. life often doesn't work out so well.
Had I felt something like that before sending the kids to school, I'd certainly have kept them home too! For the remains of my days...
Take care,
Connie
xo