Sick but Not Sick

About 8 days ago, Cassius was diagnosed with double ear infections. Poor little guy! He was pretty stoic about it, but the doctor prescribed amoxicillin and that seemed to be that. He was great at taking his medicine (Much better than Maceo this summer!), and we went on our way in life. But then he awakened one morning with a rash. That day, I got a call that he needed to be picked up from school because the rash had spread to his face, and so at lunch, I went and got him. We had a lovely time the rest of the day. We had already made brownies two days earlier from a mix Aunt Lucy had created for him for his birthday--

Carefully mixing and mixing, measuring and measuring.

Maceo was in charge of the fire.

Of course, there was some quality control tasting that occurred.

Careful! CAREFUL!!

Actual brownie eating occurred after bath time.

Cassius and I decided to make sugar cookies. First, we had to go to Grandpa's house to get another stick of butter. And check out his 42 pound pumpkin! Then, we got down to work. Cassius wanted to make them in various shapes, but I thought that the cookies would perhaps come out too thin that way, so we just did as the recipe said--make small balls and place them on the sheet.

Choosing all the shapes we ultimately wouldn't use.

Someone really likes exactness in his measuring.

He held this pose for me for about 5 seconds. Serious self-control!

Maceo, of course, had stayed at school. When we went to pick him up, Cassius kindly brought him a cookie to try. And we saved some batter at home, so he could make his own cookies. Which, of course, he did, along with some batter tasting. That afternoon at after-care, there were STEM activities. Maceo was very excited to share with us the different things he made. Here is a video of the things he created that day.

Now, both boys are quite interested in robots!

Finally, on Saturday, in an effort to both placate and feed the boys' interest in football, we went to a game at Howard University. They were playing Morgan State, a close-by rival. It was a cold, gray day, and still both boys were way into it, and they wanted to stay for all four quarters! We only could stay for three before we had to leave. When I texted later to let Maceo know Howard had won, "he replied, "Yay! Good old Howard." I think he's channeling some Henry Huggins from the Beverley Cleary novels, as that's all we listen to in the car nowadays.

H! U!
You know!
(That's the call and response of the fans and the cheerleaders!)