Max, the middle one, has thrown up 4 times in the last 12 hours. Makes me remember what it was like to be small and to be sick – throwing up and miserable.
One of the benefits of being an adult,I suppose, is that when you are sick it doesn’t feel quite so sad as when you are a boy and the weather is nice and your friends and your brothers are playing and you have to stay inside . . .
I guess the adult equivalent is working weekends. Hmmm. Did I say “benefit??””
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