Little bit shizzled
The virus paid us a visit. We thought we were immune this time around! But no. Dennis and I haven’t shown any symptoms but Jack got a bit wrecked today. There were damages to undergarments, projectile plumes, and we’re still finding pieces of…stuff…under the washer. Let’s just say “Boy am I glad we didn’t actually get IN the car to go to the museum today!!” Hooo! About one more minute and we’d have a Subaru’s worst nightmare. Yeah, I got the cloth seats…
The clothes changed as they got trashed, but basically Jack stayed in one spot all day. The couch.
Jack: How much longer til bedtime?
me: 2 hours.
Jack: Really? It’s not 8 o’clock yet??
me: Nope. It’s only 6.
Jack: Good because I really want to finish this book before bed.
me: You’ve got time.
Jack: Can you sit here and watch me?
me: Watch you read?
me: Sure. Will that make you feel better?
me: Okay, let me know if you start to feel funny again.
Jack: Thanks. I love you.
me: Me too.
He rested his hot head back on the pillow and continued with the saga of Greg, Rowley and Roderick. I’m totally reading it when he’s finished!