My sweet boy

Cole's been fighting a bad sore throat this week and when I told his teacher he'd be out today she said a kid in his class had strep last week. So to the doctor we went.

The nurse was drilling me with 100 questions and simultaneously handed me a form of equally as many questions to fill out "at the same time." (thanks, nurse).

When she finally left the room Cole told me he'd made a note about how he felt so he would remember when the Dr. came in.

I love this note.

This is my little boy: smart, articulate, precise. Also, if you're going to write anything down, label it. Period.

He does have strep and is on his way to recovery thanks to modern medicine.