Sunday and sick

Yesterday was a good day. F and I enjoyed the AG bookclub. She met a little girl that attends the Space Coast Ballet Academy, so we got the rundown on that. F asked me when we found out we were moving if I would find her a ballet school here. The little girl (she's 10, not really little) also lives in the neighborhood of the house I like in Melbourne. I spent a lot of time talking to her mom. She's British and has 4 children: Girl, G's age, Boy, F's age, the girl that was there and another boy, 14. She gave me her name and number in case I had any questions about the area. I enjoyed speaking with her. The afternoon was spent playing soccer and running around the campgrounds. This morning W had a stomachache after breakfast, but I thought it was the 10 or so mini powder sugared doughnuts he ate. This afternoon we went to Orlando to look at some homes. I should've known when he was being so well behaved, but didn't clue in until he went downhill fast around 330. By 6, I was ready to pronounce G officially sick. Now I guess it's only a matter of time.....