Sick Day; Getting Better

One Tuesday morning, we awoke to find you sick, Julia. Mommy and I were both a bit stressed out. We both had meetings that afternoon. We both were trying to figure out if the other person could stay home with you. We both got super duper even more stressed out when, as we were trying to figure this out, Preston took a big whole POOP on the floor! So, we understand that from your POV, we looked upset at you. But we weren't.

Alas, you disappeared as we figured it out, and I got out of my meeting, and I determined that I would stay home with you gladly.

When you reappeared, you delivered this note to me:

I keep this note taped to my wall at my office to remind me to be a better dad every day. I explained to you that I wasn't mad at you. And mommy wasn't mad at you. And you have nothing to be sorry about. And that I did. We were stressed with the dog poop and the situation, not you.

So I worked from home, and I had the BEST sick-but-getting-better-steadily-throughout-the-day-co-worker of ALL TIME. 

I got a lot of work done.

So did you:

I am so glad you were my at-home-co-worker for the day.

And thank you for frgiving me for seeming to be mad at you (which I wasn't :) ).

I love you. Always and forever.

Sick Day

When you're home sick, there's nothing better than getting expert care to help you feel better.

...and it truly did make me feel better.

Sick Days Have Their Rewards

On Monday I stayed home from work since your mother, you and Julia (and me too, a bit) were under the weather. But, being under the weather has its perks too: some good cuddles.

You awoke from a nap a bit too early, so you fell asleep again on me. I was honored to do it, and even caught a few winks myself.

I'm so grateful for the relationship we're building, Aidan. And I'm also thankful that we still get moments like this, years after we first held you.

So we slept for a little bit, until I awoke and put you back in bed, where you slept for about 45 more minutes.

You awoke in a much better mood and seemed to be feeling all better. I'm not going to say that sleeping on your dear Papa has magical powers...but I'm not going to say that it doesn't either.