Me, lying in bed, groggy. Chance bounces in and snuggles under the covers.
Me, mumbling: "Good morning, kiddo."
Chance: "MORNING! I love you, Mommy!"
Me: "I love you, too. So… how are you feeling this morning?"
Me: "Really? No stuffy nose?"
Silence and snuggling.
Me: "How does your throat feel? Do you have a sore throat?"
Chance: "No, it feels good!"
More silence in a warm, warm bed.
Me: "How about your ears? Are they kind of achy?"
Chance: "Nope! I feel good!"
Me, groaning. Because I had all of those and somedays it's easier for everyone to be sick than to get up to drop Mr. Healthy McHealthy off at school.
I shouldn't complain, though. I haven't been sick since Thanksgiving. I figure two months free in the middle of winter and surrounded by boogery kindergartners is a pretty good run, right? *grumble*
– the weirdgirl