Micah is feeling a bit under the weather again. We went to the doctor today and his lungs still sound good, so we think this is just a virus. He has been a bit puny today, but for whatever reason when Micah's throat hurts, he will not lay down to sleep. I think the drainage must bug him. Anyway, one of his many attempts tonight to stay awake:
(So you can better understand the following reenactment: Micah will often say things that he really wants us to say, so he often refers to himself as "you")
MICAH (coming out of his room and yelling over the landing): What do you need?
MAMA (interceding on his behalf so that Dada wouldn't come up for some discipline): What do you need, Micah?
MICAH (in his most puny, I am so so sick voice) Do you think you need a gumball? Do you think that will make you feel better?
MAMA (trying extremely hard not to laugh, but cracking a smile just the same) That was very clever Micah. You may have a gumball tomorrow, now GO TO SLEEP!
Oh, the joys of raising a three year old!
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So sweet. Sometimes, a gumball is just the ticket!
I hope he feels better quickly.
Oh, and I really like your new header picture!
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