Quite the bummer, but I prayed that Thursday morning we had a clear sign on what to do, and he woke up at 102, so that was pretty clear. Fever means no school.
His fever finally broke yesterday afternoon, so he is on the mend and now we are just praying Duke doesn't fall prey to the same. (Though he's looking to start another round of antibiotics for yet another sinus infection - at least I have to assume that's what all the green snot for the past 2 weeks is about).
I stayed home on Wednesday with him (Cory got back that evening), then Daddy kept Jack on Thursday and Friday so I could be at work, on the assumption that while he is out of town this coming week it is likely I will be home with Duke.
On our day home, we colored, read books, played quietly by ourself...actually a relatively quiet day. Thursday apparently was 8 hours of TV (can't place blame, he had a lot of work to catch up on and 1 day won't cause the child to be a junkie). But Friday...well they had some man time.
Daddy took Jack on an errand to pick up some samples at a local dealer and just happened to find the perfect kid's fishing pole and above is the result. Pretty happy sick day for both of them.