Home now from Kat's first sick trip to the hospital. You just know it's serious when you bring your kid to the local ER and they call the nearest major children's hospital who sends a pediatric transport team to get your kid.
I just tucked Kat in for the night with Vicks spread on her little chest and the humidifer running nearby. Then Henry and I cuddled in bed to watch "Mickey and the Beanstalk" for the thousandth time. I last saw him briefly Sunday night and only talked on the phone since then so it was utterly heavenly to snuggle and hug my healthy son while my daughter slept peacefully a few feet away.
So Henry doesn't like the beginning of the movie when everything dries up and there's no food or water. I learned about his priorities.
Henry: Mama! They got nothin' to eat!
Me: Just beans and bread.
Henry: Nothin'! No butter or chicken nuggets!! I don't like that! That make me very very sad!
Of course I got all Mama-weepy at this, thinking of hungry kids worldwide and thankful for all the blessings that God has given us.
I'm also wondering if that's what Henry considers a well-rounded diet.
If that's the case....ew.