My Single Mom Life

On Tuesday, both the teens were home sick from school, they both had a stomach thing going on, but then they went back to school yesterday and today.
And then the school called me this morning.

"Ms. Cooper? I have Sebastian here in the health room clinic, and he's very sick. He vomited this morning, and we feel that he needs to go home."
Ok, so send him home.

I thought it was all over, but I guess not.
So he came home around 9am-ish, and dropped his backpack, kicked off his shoes, and then grabbed his blanket and pillows, and collapsed on the couch where he's been sleeping ever since.
His kitty Shahiro, must know he's not feeling well because she hasn't left his side.
She hopped up on the couch on top of his blanket, and curled up right next to him.
He got up to use the bathroom a few minutes ago and then went right back to the couch, and she could hardly wait for him to get settled before she was right back on him.
I think it's just kinda cute how our pets know we don't feel well and they do this cuddle thing.
She keeps licking his hands, reaching her paws out towards his face, mewing a little bit, like she knows he's sick and she wants to make him feel better or something.