So as I mentioned in the previous post, I caught cold Sunday evening and was out for the count on Monday. Here is the conversation that evening in the car on the way home from school:
Rory: Mommy, are you still sick?Me: Yes, but I'm starting to feel better.Rory: Maybe you need a puppy under your neck! [Translation: this is an offer to share one of his puppies, Gary and Oscar, with whom he sleeps every night; one is held in hand and the other goes under his neck.]Me: Oh, that's very nice to share, Rory, thank you. Yes, that probably will help.Rory: Or juice! You need juice, Mommy. Can you pour some juice so I can give it to you?
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