On the Mend

His hoarse little voice (left over from the sick and the runny nose and the sobs through the night that have filled the last three days) is still the sweetest thing...

...dare I say even sweeter?

He's been extra cuddly these days. He's taken to wrapping his little arms around my neck, grabbing a fist-full of the back of my hair, and burying his face in my collar bone.

Now I understand why moms enjoy it just a little bit when their babies need extra tender loving care due to the sniffles. I certainly don't enjoy the sniffles. But the extra-tender-loving-care part is better than hot chocolate on a snow day.

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