Thanks y’all, for all the kind words for my boy, and about my computer issues. Too bad antibiotics won’t work on the computer, cuz they’re workin’ wonders for the boy.
My little man was still feeling pretty punky yesterday morning though.
You know how it is right? You start to feel better, so you think you can get up and eat and play and RUN with your brothers. Then, your body reels you back to reality. You collapse in a heap of tears because you are just. so. tired. of feeling bad. Poor kid.
He was in a serious bad mood until a little boy from down the street, brought over this:
(The note says: Dear Luke, I am so sorry that you have strep throat. I hope that you are better soon. Sage”)
Maybe it’s the vitamin C injection that perked him up, but I think it had a lot to do with another kind of medicine: kindness. My little man just grinned and grinned and ate those oranges, one by one.
The he said, “Sage is a really good friend, huh?”
Yeah. He really is.
Do I have to tell you what it does to this Mama’s heart, to see my sick little fella finally smiling, basking in the kindness shown by a buddy?
No. I didn’t think I did.