Sunday, September 14, 2003
Sunday, September 14, 2003
My poor Galahad is injured and he's stuck with me as a
caregiver. I made soup & frozen pizza. Gah, I sometimes wish I
had the patience to cook. I am good at making him laugh through the
pain though. =) We
snuggled up in bed and read our books all day with me hopping downstairs
every hour or so to refresh his ice pack.
It's times like these that remind me that I couldn't be a parent and do
justice to a child. I could teach them right from wrong (finally), but
I couldn't nurture them enough I think. And I don't buy that "it's
different if it's your own" crap. I know my nature, and that won't
change. I have my adopted Internet youngling (/wave), and
that's enough for me. =)
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