You know sometimes as a parent, you have that mother’s/father’s intuition that clues you in and helps you make the best choices?
And then sometimes you don’t.
Like yesterday morning when Annelise was supposed to be doing her little morning chores, and she was being reluctant and disobedient about it all morning while I was trying to stay firm. And then she started practically crying that her stomach hurt and she felt like she was going to throw up, and I sat down and pulled her onto my lap to give her a lecture on being overly dramatic.
And then she threw up.
(We still don’t know why she threw up. She never had any other symptoms at all, and after a bath and a nap she said she felt fine and her stomach felt better. So either it was just a fluke thing she ate or we’re dealing with a way better actress than we thought, a mini Ferris Bueller in the making…)