Annie stayed home from school today, because she woke up last night feverish and couldn't stop coughing. As the day winds down, she is definitely feeling better. She just came running up asking to take Tolkien for a walk, because the neighbor was taking her dog for a walk. Unfortunately, I had the feeling the neighbor really didn't want company. I told Annie she couldn't take Tolkien for a walk amidst the "but, but, but". She had been sick, it was cooling off, and Tolkien isn't much of a walker since he hurt his leg. I told her that if she was still better tomorrow, maybe we would go for a walk (none of this feeling sick again when it's time to go to school). I tickled her a little, and she stopped pouting. I heard her telling Tolkien to get up, and from the sound of it, he did as expected and just wagged his tail and continued reclining in the driveway. The quiet that followed made me a little nervous. I went to check and found her standing at the end of the garden... waiting for the neighbor to return.

Now she is telling me that she's bored. And everything is boring. Saying I was bored as a kid was the fastest way to being put to work. I think I may have to try that with Annie...

Not bored