I blame you

Adam came to school sick today. I've already sent him home twice in the last two weeks. I even (accidentally) lysol-ed him last week after he hacked all over a book he'd been reading. He was back this morning. He walked in looking like death. His mom called about ten minutes after the bell rang - she's really worried about him and didn't want him to go to recess. I told her that if he is really sick (sounds like he spent some time in the hospital over the weekend) she needs to keep him home (reasonable right?). She kept telling me he was fine and if he was still sick tomorrow she'd keep him home. All this time he's sitting with his head down crying. After I hung up with her I walked him down to the office to let him lay down while the principal called his mom. Halfway down the hallway he puked. Big. He tried to stop it with his hand (we all know how well that works). He made it a few more steps to the bathroom before throwing up again (with me yelling at him to throw up in the toilet not the sink).

Seriously - your kid is sick. He looks sick. He acts sick. Please keep him home. I don't want to be sick and I don't want the other 18 kids in my class to be sick. Sorry if you have to take the day off. He's your responsibility.

I was still kind of bugged about all this when I stopped at the grocery story on the way home. It wasn't helped by watching a mom let her little kid grab a tomato, put it in his mouth, bite it and then drop it on the ground. And then put it back. Buy the damn tomato. The kid is your responsibility. No one wants your germs.

I blame these two moms for all the illness going around. All of it.