November 11, 2010

on second thought . . .

the other night my stomach was feeling unsettled. 
{no, friends, no more babies. i am still happily eating as much blue cheese as i can}

i went upstairs to lay down, and anth sweetly followed me up there. 
he snuggled in next to me and grabbed my hand. 
then he asked me if i had a cold, and i told him it was my tummy. 
to which he responded, "ohhhhhh...."


"...i mean, if you might throw up or something, i think i'll go downstairs and see if daddy wants to come up and hold your hand."

the kid loves me. 
just not unconditionally. 

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