Considering, don't care and a night alone.

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1. There are a lot of things that need doing: a Christmas tree, presents to buy and wrap, washing, cleaning, supper to consider -- but the most important thing is that Alec wants to be close to me. He burrows in, hot and damp. He doesn't want to feed -- he just wants to rest his cheek on the bare skin of my chest.

1b. I bring the Christmas box down, and lay out the Christmas books.

2. When he asks what I want for supper, I tell him that I don't care. "I don't want to think about, and I don't want to deal with the consequences." He says: "Fish and chips."

3. To go to bed in the spare room and know that Nick will deal with whatever the night brings.

Comments

  1. Storyteller MaryMonday, December 19, 2011

    You are such a great team! Rest well!

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  2. LeonoraMonday, December 19, 2011

    I hope your little one feels better soon! Everything else takes a back seat to a sick child, even meals and holidays.

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  3. JoeinVegasMonday, December 19, 2011

    So fish and chips have no consequences. Poor fish

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  4. CapricornMonday, December 19, 2011

    Hi Clare
    I thought you might like to take a look at some of the wonderful trees made out of books - always an option if a real tree is too stressful to buy with your poorly boy.
    http://www.themarysue.com/12-christmas-trees-made-out-of-books/

    I hope he feels better soon - when my little girls were sick the plug in carvol, whilst revolting to adult noses, seemed to clear them a bit at sleep time.
    Best regards
    E x

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  5. ClareMonday, December 19, 2011

    No consequences for me, Joe.

    I've got peppermint oil on knotted hankies all round the room, and it seems to help, Capricorn.

    There's a Christmas tree shortage this year, too -- that's the other reason why we haven't got one.

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