When Hawken is sick, he wants to be wherever I am. Usually that means lots of snuggling and not lots of getting anything done around the house. But sometimes the laundry needs to be put away, so he'll lay on the couch and "help". While putting away a stack of towels, I came back to the couch to hang up the shirts, only to see that my poor sick baby had fallen asleep. So precious. So sick. Poor thing. (He's better now, it was just a cold)
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Awww...too bad. Glad he's better now. Give him an extra kiss from me.
I feel like that sometimes after folding laundry. :) Poor little guy, being sick is never fun. :(
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