March 21, 2013
I've been sick on and off for three weeks. Yuck! Last night you made me your own special brew of "Wellness Tea". I have no idea what all was in the concoction, but it tasted nasty and very strongly of cloves.
As I was trying to be a good patient and drink it down I commented (in my most whiney voice), "But it tastes like clllloves. I don't like cloves! That's why I don't like pumpkin pie or cinnamon rolllllls!"
You replied (in your most whiney voice), "Daddy, I want a golden goooose!"
Hmm, a little Veruca Salt action going on up in here. I admit I was being a brat. Thanks for still loving and taking care of me!