Monday, March 22, 2010

Sick of it.

When my kids are sick, the rest of the world disappears.
We become our own microcosm of crying, complaints, and comforting.
We play games.
We read books.
We make jello.
We get bored.

And hopefully the world will start spinning again. Soon.


aws said...

sometimes I don't mind them being sick just because the playing is so much more low-key. No climbing on the furniture and running with swords. Lots of book reading and blocks, my kind of play!

Rachel said...

boo boo.

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