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...."
{silence}
"...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.
haha.
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