The school nurse called to tell me Mark had fallen asleep at lunch, and then thrown up in her office.  I guess he wins.

(Or he might actually be sick.  The ever-helpful nurse told me “There is a stomach bug going around.”  She would say that even if he’d broken his leg.  That’s her excuse for everything.)

I tried really hard to help him calm down after his fit this morning.  He ate a good breakfast and was even giggling some.  I spent some time with him alone talking before he went into the class, but his body language wasn’t reassuring me.  He’s sleeping on the couch now.  Wait and see.