Tonight, Michael was feeling under the weather and scooted downstairs while I was putting Hayden to bed. I spotted a teachable moment and ran with it by dispatching boy wonder to give Daddy some loves and wish him a speedy recovery.
Upon his arrival downstairs, H was a tad dismayed to see "Dah" parked on the sofa checking scores on the boob tube. He expressed himself rather clearly on this point.
"Daddy- I am sorry that your head is hurting. Don't watch too much tv because that is NOOOOT good for your head. You should not be watching. Mommy will take care of you and Bailey and Hayden will take care of you. You need to sleep."
Michael dutifully assured our lad that he was going to come up to bed in 10 minutes and get lots of rest. Can't wait to see what kind of prescriptions for feeling better tomorrow brings!
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Ah, Doctor Hayden to the rescue! Next time we get sick, I'm going to make an appointment with Dr. Marx! What lovely bedside manners he has! Hope Michael feels better soon!
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