I've been sick this week and on Tuesday Michael saw me at my sickest. I was laying on the couch covered in a blanket trying to play video games with him. He's a smart kid and knew I wasn't doing well. This is the brief conversation Michael had with Mary at bedtime.
Michael: Daddy is sick?
Mary: Yes, he's not feeling good.
Michael: Can you scare sick like you can scare hiccups?
I have no problem admitting I had to wipe my eyes.
