When the youngest is sick, all the lists and piles of things that need attention fade into the background. There is no washing or bustling about. There is no packing for that trip I’m taking. There is no progress on that book I’m writing. There is only couch time with a too-warm boy.
And their aunt comes over to offer support, the big girls play Go Fish in the corner and The Man orders pizza and brings me the phone when the doctor calls back. As much as I would rather them always be well, there is something sweet about the sick times, the I’ll-only-have-Mommy times, the watch-ten-shows-in-a-row times. I’m working at keeping that thankful perspective. How are you keeping a thankful perspective today? Link up below and, as a courtesy, please be sure to link back here in your post.