I Wish the World Didn’t Have to Get Sick

At the end of the day when we have brushed teeth, and read stories and changed pajamas for the 2nd time I get asked: “Dad, can you lay with me?”

So I lay down beside her and we talk. Sometimes we play with her stuffed animals or whatever but today was all about life and death. An excellent topic for a 5 year old, but hey.

This topic started when she told me that today at lunch one of her friends had some lunch go down the wrong pipe and she barfed. She told me how one big girl in the cafeteria got another bigger girl to go get the school nurse. Her little friend is fine but that’s what gets remembered in a school day. Not the learning, it’s the barfing.

When you’re five, barf is big let me tell you. Hardly a day goes by where she comes home with a story that includes barf. Barf happens on school buses a lot apparently and it’s something I hadn’t really realized until she started coming home wit the barf update of the day.

She also told me that she got tested for sight and hearing today in the nurses office as I guess it’s a yearly thing they do.

As I write this, BW is wiped out with the common cold in bed again, and I had another needle in my eyeball today so it’s been great, yeah.

BW gets sick frequently and she knows about my eye situation and the needle so maybe that‘s where her statement came from tonight, but she’s right - we are all sick of sick here and wouldn’t it be good if we could all be healthy?

She then asked me where babies come from but I dodged that one. I told her that it sometimes happens when nobody else is watching so we really don’t know. It’s not the truth, but not a lie.

I call it the weave.

Stay healthy,

TH and Co.