Daddy has the flu. He's been off work almost a week. He's been cranky and irritable and very sleepy, but Elijah has still enjoyed him being home.
This morning, Elijah slept in until after 10am. This child normally bounds into our room some time between 6 and 7 every morning, telling us to get out of bed. I knew something was wrong: running a fever, no appetite, lethargic. He's got the flu now too. And he's miserable.
Today, Daddy was king. Elijah didn't want me at all. He just wanted cuddles with Daddy. I guess he figured that Daddy knew exactly how he felt. So they spent most of the day on the couch in front of the TV. Not my ideal situation, of course, considering our strong anti-TV stance, but it was the only way that we could keep him still and calm. He wouldn't rest on his bed and he didn't want books. (That's how we knew he was really sick.) Usually he gets about 30 minutes of age-appropriate television, two to three times a week - generally Playschool or, more recently, In the Night Garden. So he watched the one and only Wiggles DVD we own, then my Seussical DVD and that was the end of our Bugs-friendly programming.
Guess who ended up at the shops looking for age-appropriate programs? Oh well, I guess a week of way too much screen time won't hurt him too much. And on the upside, I discovered a little gem: Jay's Place, a piece of children's theatre by Jay Laga'aia, on DVD.