Jon also brought home the flu. It was a goodie too. From Friday night to mid-Sunday he had a low-to-mid-grade fever and a glazed look. And zero appetite.

On Saturday, we put an armchair near the TV with his bench as an ottoman, covered him with a blanket and gave him a remote. Generally Jon wouldn’t stay in this position for even five minutes, but that’s how he sat for the entire day, minus time at his computer. Having refused to take naps from age 3, he stayed awake as long as he could, and fell asleep shortly into his bedtime story (for the second time in his life).

Having become a student of the TV remote in the summer was a real bonus; Jon could do what he wanted, and we didn’t need to hover quite so close.

We knew something was up mid-Sunday when he suddenly started laughing at his videos: sure enough, the fever was gone. His sudden improvement tempted us to send his to school the next day, but because it’s a bad thing to send a contagious kid to school in general, and to Jon’s school in particular, we decided to keep him home another day.

It probably was the right thing to do. That said, Jon showed no real sign of sickness other than the occasional cough (mostly in the evening), but Laura and I had come down with the bug on Sunday night, and were engulfed simultaneously in all the fabulous symptoms that Jon had had. And we had to keep up with him. It was awful. But it’s done now. Jon’s at school, we’re on the upswing.

Still, wash your hands after you read this post.

Ack! His teacher just called and he’s coughing a lot. I’m off to get him.

Addendum: For those who thought we had got our flu shot, Rick Mercer’s Monday Report explains it best in this video clip.