By noon, Cael was sick.
At bedtime, Graham was sick.
But it's not all bad.
When Cael awoke from his nap with a relatively high fever, I buried him into the pillows on my bed for what turned into a movie marathon while I did some housework. As soon as Graham rose from his nap with the same telltale watery eyes, I tucked him in alongside Cael. They nuzzled up against each other while they watched "The Polar Express". And "Tangled". And "The Lion King". And "Cars". I peeked in on them and smiled as they shimmied closer together and patiently waited on them when they begged for medicine and blankets.
As soon as I was done with my to-do list, I squeezed between the two and tried to savor the sensation of holding both of my boys; knowing that they still needed me and longed for me to provide comfort. In that moment, all was forgiven. Every time they said things to me in anger and every time I was treated like a maid was nothing but a memory.
And then Graham sneezed and shot a booger across the bed that landed on my forehead.
Oh, well. You win some, you lose some.
hope you all start feeling better soon! I am trying to fight my body from getting the cold- I keep telling everyone its just allergies...I figure if I say it enough the cold will realize it did not win :)
ReplyDeleteShae- That's my husband's philosophy. He won't admit he's sick until he's on his death bed!
DeleteThey look so cute all snuggled up together!! I so wish my boys would just relax when they are sick. They continue about their normal lives when they are sick except they are super grumpy as they do it!! I hope everyone in your house gets feeling better quickly.
ReplyDeleteLori- I wish I could say this was normal "sick" behavior, but Cael seems to reserve this sweetness for fevers. Even with stomach flu, he's running around the house, tying to infect as many people as possible. He's so giving.
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