Happy Thanksgiving. 

I think my son is coming down with a cold. Again. Sigh. We were just getting healthy again. 

When I put him to bed tonight, he was very upset and not handling things well at all. Took him a while to calm down. He finally walked over to me and laid his head on my chest. I put my arms around him. Then he looked at me hopefully and said he wanted to nurse. 

Do you know how badly in that moment I wished that I could? 

Poor kid. 

I am hoping against hope that I don’t get sick again, too. 

Another highlight of putting my son to bed was that at one point when I yawned, it triggered my gag reflex and I heaved quite noticeably. 

He stopped reading his book and turned to ask my why I threw up. 

Good question, kid. 

My rolls and pumpkin pie turned out great. As did everything everyone else made. I love how that always seems to work out on Thanksgiving. 

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