For the occasion, I gave William my cold (oops!), and he returned the favor by waking up 15 minutes into his nap and then being angry/yelling at me about it. Who needs chocolates or flowers with gifts like those?
(The pile of books in the background is my Jane Austen collection, repeatedly pulled--and chewed on!--from their own special shelf this week. Maybe he wants me to read them to him? Such a scholar! Or maybe he just wants to follow in Mama's footsteps and spend summers shifting collections for his local library!)
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