12/01/2005

confession

I love it when my kids are sick.

Not that I like them being sick--I wish I could take away their fevers and coughs and icky green-snotty noses.

But I like them staying home from school and wearing cozy PJs and sleeping on my lap. And I kiss their foreheads and bring them juice with straws and popsicles. And they let me fuss over them.

And I cancel all of my appointments and sit and watch them sleep. Like E is doing right now. Curled up on John's side of our big bed with her favorite quilt.

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