So I have been sick for the past 4 days. Luckily Kurt was able to come home early Thursday and Friday to spell me off from the kids. And luckily it is confrence weekend and a holiday Monday. I have had a cold and a sore throat. Isaac and Owen have had coughs for the last 3 days. My sickness seems to be lifting FINALLY. I feel like I am getting back to normal.
On Friday while I was on my death bed, Owen comes in and says,
"Mom, are you really, really, really, really sick?" "Yes, I am" I reply. "Cuz, if you're really, really, really, really sick then you will die." "Do you want me to die?" I ask. "No because I need you to get me some breakfast."
9 years ago
2 comments:
I love it! not that he was talking about you being so sick you could die but just the funny things kids say. I hope you're feeling better soon!
That little Guy Smiley. He's just so darn cute I want to squish him!
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