Dear Social Media: Please Invent A Button For Things I Simultaneously Like & Unlike At The Same Time
First, I want to thank y'all for making me feel SO MUCH BETTER about the Tooth Fairy thing. I'm so glad we're not the only parents who have forgotten about lost teeth and woke up to devastated, disillusioned children. GLAD, I SAY. I AM COMFORTED BY YOUR CHILDREN'S PAIN. WE ARE ALL TERRIBLE PEOPLE, HOORAY!
Second, I'm hoping today's confession will likewise be met with understanding instead of gasps of pearl-clutchy horror.
Ezra is home sick today. Cough, fever, general whimperiness.
I totally don't mind though, because Ezra is my favorite sick child.
It's not that I enjoy seeing him sick and miserable or anything. It's just that he's just so...so...
...awwwwww poor little angel buddy when he's not feeling well.
He's by far the most good-natured of the three when sick; the most likely to try his darnedest to Brave-Little-Toaster his way through it, right up until the moment when he decides instead to just curl up on the kitchen floor with a stuffed animal and a plastic waffle and take an impromptu nap.
Noah, on the other hand, tends to get extra difficult -- illness brings out more of his, shall we say, challenging sensory/Spectrum-y behaviors, plus that kid will fight a restorative nap and/or doses of Tylenol with every ounce of fever-fueled strength in his body. And Ike...well, Ike's a baby, and as I've discussed before, sick babies stress me the hell out.
A sick Ezra, though? Who basically melts into a warmish puddle of I Needs A Cuddle, Mommy and Read Me Anodder Story, Mommy and I Loves Your Hairs, Mommy and Shh, Lets Goes Sleep, Mommy?
Yeah. I can deal with all that. Lets goes sleep.
When you wake up I will make you some soups and we'll watch Wonderpets.