The first couple of days duking it out with this flu, I almost forgot that there were sweet things about a sick kid. My Small One lay in her dark room with a wet bandana over her eyes and whimpered when I touched her.
Not sweet, just sad.
But yesterday, she re-discovered the joys of being read to.
All.day.long.
My mom was here for part of it, so we split the duties (if you can call them that).
I got a little hoarse and my eyes burned, but boy-oh-man, is there anything nicer than having your wee one snuggle up to you and sit in the space created by a good book?
And today, she re-discovered the joys of old toys.
As my kids grow up and get busy, things like Lincoln Logs get relegated to top shelves and backs of closets.
But on sick days they come back out.
And there is nothing I love more than a whole compound of Lincoln Log homes populated with PlayMobil people.
Nothing.
Except for maybe reading aloud…
Aw..sweet!
Hope she’s feeling much better today!
I’m glad your Small One is feeling back up to reading and playing. Nothing is worse than being so sick that you can’t even read anymore. I mean, what’s the use of staying in bed if you can’t read?
Tanita Says 🙂
Bliss. Last time I got to sit on my mother’s lap and be read to, I was in the fifth grade. We stopped that practice too soon, I think.
Today my throat is sore, and I have to read to myself. *sigh*
I hope your little one is lots better today and that you don’t get sick.
Thanks, ya’ll. She has turned the corner and is fever free! Hallelujah! But I’m keeping the Lincoln Logs out for the weekend…