I just discovered my little guy is running a fever of almost 102 degrees. And he’s due to go to a big party at my mom’s workplace in 2 hours. And he’s been looking forward to it all day.

I feel like the worst. mother. ever. ‘Cause not 2 hours ago he was banished to his room for a nap because of the way he was acting. What I took to be 5 year old attitude turned out to be 5 year old not feeling well. DUH.

You would think that after almost 9 years (9 years? HOLY CRAP!) of this mom stuff, I’d have bought a clue by now.