"I know, my darling. I wish you felt better. But the only way you will is if you allow yourself to rest. Trust me to take care of you and whatever else until you're able."
He's always has a difficult time sitting still. It seems worse when it's necessary.
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He's always has a difficult time sitting still. It seems worse when it's necessary.
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“Is rest even possible?” he mourns. “I would if I could, just for you…”
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"Perhaps in my arms or on my lap again, hmm?"
Anything. She'll be his pillow for days with those puppydog eyes.