We're big believers in hooky around here and today is Stryker's turn.
It's 11:00 am and I actually haven't laid eyes on the child but I've made verbal contact once and have audio evidence that he's here.
First, I heard him race around the corner toward the kitchen, announcing, "I'm hungry and I need something that comes in a bag!"
Sound of Stryker racing back upstairs and then the Ellen show starts. Later, I hear him when he gets up to dance with her. Then, it's The Price Is Right.
Someone is having a perfect day.
And in a strange way, it's not unlike days-off I used to have as an 11-year old, only I had to feel rotten to get so lucky!