When Ethan came home from school yesterday I could tell is wasn't feeling well. Of course he told me that he felt sick and didn't think he would be able to make it to his soccer game that night. I thought he must really feel sick to decide not to go to his game. I gave him some medicine and he laid on the couch for awhile under the blanket. About an hour later I asked him if I should get his soccer gear together. He said he was going to try to go and I assured him that I would tell his coach at the game that he wasn't feeling good and that maybe he could put his in a position that doesn't require a ton of running(he usually plays mid field so he runs alot). When we got to the game he was feeling a little better and the coach put him in as a forward which is his favorite position so he wasn't about to tell the coach he was too sick to play it. He played well during the game and even seemed back to himself after the game.
This morning he got up and was complaining that his head hurt, his throat hurt, and he was cold. I told him to go back to bed and he could stay home today. Our rule around our house is that if you don't go to school you spend most of the day resting~not watching TV all day. Around 10:00am he woke up and seemed fine. I told him that I thought he needed to go to school because he has an English test tommorow and I wanted him to be there for the review. To my surprise he agreed to go. In the end I think he discovered it might be more fun to go to school than lay around and "rest" all day unless you are really sick. In his defense I know he has a cold and I know he isn't feeling 100% but no fever, no vomit, to school you go! What a mean mom I am!