Ian's been a bit under the weather the past few days. Surprisingly, neither of the kids appear to have given him this latest illness. To prevent the unusual circumstance of the viral pathway actually reversing its normal direction, we've been practicing a bit of respiratory hygiene. So I handled all of the food distribution at dinner time last night. But Jackson, accustomed to getting service from both of us, got a bit confused as to why Daddy was refusing to peel his orange.
"I can't touch your food today," Ian explained to him. "I have a bug and we don't want you to catch it."
"Ohhhhhh," he agreed knowingly. "Like when Patrick was in the big yard last week and a buzzy bee sat on his shoulder and Mi-ko said don't touch it and it fly away."
Ummmm...yeah. Exactly like that.
Funny, funny kid.
Clarice
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