Wednesday, November 10, 2004
The tale of the little girl who cried wolf
I've had both kids off school sick today. Now, I know DS is genuinely unwell. He had bad..ahem..tummy trouble just before we were due to set off for school this morning, and that's pretty hard for a six year old to fake. DD on the other hand....she took herself off to school, and half an hour later I had a phone call asking me to collect her because she was feeling unwell. Well, I was sceptical to say the least, partly because she was fine only half an hour before, but mostly because she has a long history of crying wolf. I can't count the times I've been summoned to collect her, arrived to find her hanging over the chuck-bucket or lying on a beanbag with a cold flannel on her forehead, and then half an hour after getting home she stages a miraculous recovery. This time I decided enough was enough. I put her to bed and made her stay there with no TV, no Gameboy, only a few books if she wanted to read quietly. Even when (surprise surprise) she announced she was feeling better I insisted she stay there. She has had such an excruciatingly boring day I'm hoping she'll think twice about crying wolf again. Part of the problem is she's such a good little actress, it's hard to tell if she's really unwell or swinging the lead. I'd hate to leave her at school if she genuinely was feeling poorly.