Tuesday, September 11, 2012

My Little Compassionate One

One possible reason for my apathetic nature yesterday.  I am getting physically run down from too many "big weeks" in a row in many areas of life.  

I woke up today at about 10% of my normal energy and a head cold.

Not a good week for that.

I told Million this morning that I was sick.
He smiled at me.
And then he said: "Don't worry, Mama.  When I big boy, I go to the big statue and help sick people with Daddy."

Oh, and the statue he was talking about?  I linked to it below.

(Might be potentially disturbing to some...but it is considered fine art.)

And when Million first saw it, you can just about imagine what he announced very loudly to any passerby. 

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