The Boy was diagnosed with strep throat on Monday.  He started his antibiotics, but couldn’t go to school Tuesday, since it hadn’t been the requisite 24 hours.  Hubby stayed home and they spent the day painting part of the coop, working in the garden and playing board games together.

At one point The Boy asked, “Daddy, do you know what B.D.I.T.W. stands for?”

“Umm, I don’t know.”

“Best Dad in the world.”

To think, this is the same child I was ready to ship to boarding school last week.