I followed a link from my WW post at Verb and read someone say that no matter how bad a day is, there is always a bright moment - and it’s only a matter of looking what that is.
I totally agree.
Last night, after jumping up and down the bed like a bouncing ball, Matt started panting. And coughing.
I wasn’t happy. Holding him, I could clearly hear the familiar wheezing again.
Then Matt said, “Ubo ko (I’m coughing). Drink medicine, Mama.”
How cool is that. I don’t really need to coax him to drink his medicine.
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