Sawyer's chicken pox kicked in full gear today. I wanted to scoop him up when he came to me with a forlorn face and whimpered:
"I want sumping cozy, Mom."
I ran to his room and dressed him in two sweaters. And then held him tight.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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