C'est Le Weekend: The long road ahead

Son#3 had a try-out morning at school.
It went smoothly and without tears, as it usually does with Son#3, his bright blue enormous school bag on his back.
We live in the land of firsts.
Before picking him up, I watched him playing on a red tricycle, happy as a lark.
But going home, the taxing nature of a first day in the big world showed clearly. 

Home, we ate gold-wrapped Easter eggs, croissants with cheese.
I would like to go celebrate this milestone, but my 39 degree fever is a pain in the butt.
I sit, shivering, on the couch, wrapped in blankets.
We have coffee in the house, dinner for tonight.
The sun pokes-pokes through the clouds from time to time.
All good things.


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