Poor Big Kid is really miserable and now I'm glad I'm home with him, even if the timing of his illness sucks. Big Kid never naps, not ever, not since he was 3 and gave up naps forever, but his poor, sick self is napping today.
I was using talk-to-text to text message Mr. Ashley and said, "He's napping, little guy is so sick," into the phone. I glanced down at the transcription before hitting send and realized it typed, "He's napping, little guy is so sexy."
Can you even imagine the confusion if I hadn't double checked before hitting send?
Once I talk-to-texted a friend something about cupcakes but "Just give him the freaking napkin" was added to the end as I screamed at the kids while hitting submit. Luckily it was someone who understood.
Just a reminder not to ever trust talk-to-text. My day could have only gotten worse from there.
There are no sexy little guys here, just sick ones.