First at 4:30am I awake to Ellie screaming for me. I think a night terrors woke her up and she needed me to help her fall back asleep. It was off that she didn't get out of bed as she usually would.
Then, shortly later at 5:15 I got woken up again by her yelling that she had an accident in bed. Lately an "accident" has meant she caught herself but her undies were a tad wet, but sheets and everything were fine.
Today we had a pee-plosion.
Everything was drenched. Soaked. A mess. I'll spare everyone details, but trust me you didn't want to be there. She was upset. I was exhausted and didn't know what was happening and everywhere I looked it was wet.
Ellie finally got cleaned up. I got the sheets off and into the washer. It was too late to go back to bed, but too early to get up...so we dozed together on the couch.
Then she started complaining she was too sick to go to school. She has been sniffling, but she's not sick. She found the thermometer and made me take her temp. I called her bluff and said if you are sick you can't go to swimming.
Her response, "I'm too sick for shook but if I stay home and rest ill be fine for swimming."
I probed her some more and turns out she really just didn't want to go to school because someone was mean to her yesterday and she didn't want to see them. But finally she agreed to go.
Smart manipulative kid.
Doesn't look sick to me...
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