Right around Christmas starts the hot, dry season of the year here. I’m almost tempted to make a big potato salad every Christmas, but it just seems wrong. I don’t know if it was due to the sudden change in seasons, the sibling slumber party, or just the fact that he’s growing like a weed, but James came down with a sniffly cold a few days ago. It never brought on fever, so we pushed fluids took an extra nap or two and kept on keepin’ on.
Well, surprise surprise! Today I woke up with the sniffles. Sarcastically early this morning I said, ‘Hey, thanks for sharing James!’ Weak smile and courtesy laugh. I hopped in the shower hoping the steam would help me breathe and returned a while later to a little note on my doorknob in the shape of a flower:
I hoop you feel
beedr, soon.
(heart) James
It should be noted that this kid HATES handwriting, so this is quite possibly the longest sentence this first grader has ever composed on his own initiative. He suggested I hang it by my bed so I can see it every time I feel sick. How sweet is that? The sweet side of James is very sweet indeed! Sweet James, I’ll take your colds any day!
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2 Comments
Job 77 · December 21, 2009 at 6:01 am
Aww, that is SO sweet!
And I hope you feel better soon, too!
Michelle · December 30, 2009 at 10:47 pm
Precious! Gotta love him. 🙂