Monday, April 4, 2011

Gratitude: Day 94

Quinner came home from school with a raging headache and low-grade fever. He volunteered to go straight to bed at 4:30pm. Every time I check in on him, he tells me he loves me, and thanks me. For acetaminophen, for water, for pulling his duvet back... I am so grateful to have such a sweet boy who doesn't use illness as an excuse to be miserable.

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