Cat on my shins, laptop in my lap, feverish child moving from asleep against my hip to crying with sore ears. It's been a weird day and I can't do much to help the kids. Not being able to truly comfort someone I love when they're suffering is hard for me. I have to remember that there are limits to my powers.
So I dole out ibuprofen, read stories, relax standards, and wait. Time heals most things, even the most ludicrous. Not that I've told him how ludicrous he is, that would be too cruel.
I just hope I escape getting truly sick. As Thing 1 said, if I do, "The house will grind to a halt." So.
Guess I can't.
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4 comments:
Oh, your poor sick household. I hope Thing 3 doesn't have the ear trouble too - that would be too cruel.
And yeah. Mark has asked a couple of times why I get really really sick when I do get sick (every other year). It's the only way I am allowed to BE sick.
Thing 1 is a wise, wise child.
Hope everyone is feeling better by now! At least its not forever.
bwah! wise child is right. The only thing keeping me from testing this theory is that we all know who has to put the halted house back together after I spend the day in bed.
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