Have spent the last day or so curled up on the couch. I think I may be dying. Clearly, this is a “Man Sick” and not an average illness.
Am going to drag myself to the shower and rinse the germs off now. Then, it’s off to the grocery store, since apparently all the little ones, furred and non-furred, expect to be fed. Have they no compassion?
Then…a return to my beloved indent on the couch.
Last night, Miss Question was very concerned. She goes to bed later than her brother. She fetched a blanket, a glass of water, and started Alice in Wonderland for me (my least hated Disney movie, lol)
She really is a very nurturing little girl.
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