This morning (early this morning, but that's another story) I discovered the reason for Everett's hesitancy to ingest anything yesterday. It was laid out--albeit a little sloppily--for me on his pillow. Apparently he wanted me to observe his handiwork because he called out for me with a feeble "Maaama."
The flu. Now I feel really terrible about yesterday.
BUT, I am consoled because I know he probably doesn't remember yesterday as clearly as I do.
(And I am grateful because I have a husband who voluntarily got up and gave him a bath while I took care of the linens, but that is also another story.)
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