sick day

bee, momma doesn't feel good.  i want to just lay down.

ok mommy, you need to rest.  i'll go downstairs and play.

thank you baby.

it's quiet.  too quiet.  the kind of quiet that starts to worry you because you KNOW something is up.  i peel myself out from under the warmth of my new favorite blanket and i head down the stairs.  i reach the landing and peak around the corner...

there she is.  on the couch.  apple in hand.  watching elena of avalor. "i love this chc."  i turn to head back up the stairs...

mom

"shit!"  i think to myself.  yes bee?

can i have a cheese stick?

that's fine.  i turn to continue my decent.

i got it mom.  you need to go rest.

#SWOON