It's been six days since kid number 2 had his tonsils and adenoids removed. It's been more of a rocky recovery than I'd anticipated. He woke up in the middle of the night a day ago in pain. And this morning it was just rough. Nothing but tears at the breakfast table until his pain medication kicked in. 

Worst thing in the world is seeing your child in pain. Despite the pain, he's been a champ and is bummed that Thanksgiving is tomorrow and he's not fully recovered. 

The other day his class sent him a get well card that every one signed. His teacher really is a gem for mailing it. And his teacher from last year also sent a card. I so appreciate his teachers. Their involvement in the kids' lives is one of the many reasons that we are making the sacrifice to send the kids to a private school.  

Thankful for great teachers and a kid who is gradually on the mend.