Sunday morning, Benson woke up looking so pale- even his lips looked a little blue. This is his 'sick' look. He snuggled for awhile, slept in and out, and eventually ended up on the bathroom floor. Kimball was using terms like, "that breaks my heart" and "I feel so bad for my little guy". I read him stories since he was just laying there, but not really sleeping, but eventually he threw up -luckily in the bucket- and seemed to perk right up. . . . but that was short-lived. He slept a bit longer and later in the afternoon Kimball fed him a burrito. He told me three days later, "Mom, remember when I threw up in that bucket, and then I just ate a burrito and it made me feeled better". That evening he was totally back to normal! I hate when my kids are sick, it is really sad to see them that way, and knowing that there is not much you can do. I'm so grateful for healthy boys!
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He is so cute... I love his little sad face. I agree I am grateful for healthy kids too. Hey it was great seeing your whole family the other night. We had a great time too. The kids were a little wild. But that comes with the territory. I'm glad I found your blog again. Hey maybe we can have a play date in the summer time. We live so close together! Hope your well :)
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