My wife is sick, and I do feel bad for her. One sign of her constitution is that she still made me go to the poker game I had planned last night. This morning, she told me something Lindy did yesterday.
Jenn was resting on the couch. She was feeling bad enough that she was just holding her hand against her forehead. Lindy came up to check on her…
Lindy: Mommy, let me in. I’ll take care of you. [She then moved Jenn’s hand and placed hers on Jenn’s forehead.]
Lindy: [moments later] Mommy? Why do I have my hand on your forehead?
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I hope Jenn feels better. It might make her feel better if you take her to the new Panera.
I’m sitting here eating breakfast right now. Gotta love Cool Springs!
Cliff