Sappy Smiles

My poor Gremlin has a cold. Thursday night, he had a quite a cough and woke up a time or two. The house is dry as a bone with the heat permanently on and humidfiers can only do so much. No other symptoms so off to school he goes. He was fine all day in school but yesterday afternoon, as we ran an errand, he was clearly going down hill. The rest of the afternoon was spent snuggling and dozing on the couch.

He's Daddy's boy. Daddy's "helper" in all things. Except when he's not feeling well. Then he's all mine. I hate it when they're sick but in truth the needing me, the snuggling just fills me up. I know his babyhood is all but gone but in these moments, he's still my baby.

So it was no surprise when last night, I ended up in his bed after a coughing jag, tucked uncomfortably between my boy and the wall, sharing his pillow. We're holding hands and he leans into me, more asleep than awake and asks,

"Mommy, why does Bugs Bunny call everyone 'Doc'"?