I'm feeling a little under the weather today. If I had to hazard a guess, I think I've caught whatever was plaguing our sons this weekend. I haven't been puking, thank heavens, but definitely not doing all that much. The house is a mess, but it also gave me a chance to see my oldest show me his very sweet self.
After Oliver came home this afternoon, he took the kids to the store to pick me up some ginger ale. Wyatt came running back alone about five minutes later because he hadn't wanted to walk the whole way so his dad sent him back. He came and snuggled on the couch with me, telling me he wished I felt better.
Then, he leaned back and said, "When I get bigger, I'm going to learn how to take care of you, Mommy."
If that doesn't make me feel better, nothing will!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Taking Care of Each Other
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3 sonar pings:
Well, if that isn't the sweetest thing! I think God gave little boys an extra bit of tenderness meant only for their mamas.
I do hope you feel better. It sure stinks being sick. I'll pray for you!
That is so sweet!! I'm a new follower from bloghopping. Do you have the code for your MMB button?
OK, so that made me tear up! Way to go Wyatt. Hope you feel better quickly!
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