I love my kids, and I gladly care for them when they are sick. But I have noticed if I make a sound they become aware of my presence and have a sudden need which must be fulfilled. It’s usually just something to remind them they aren’t alone, but I confess my inner introvert has taken to skulking around the house like a ninja.

I will grab all the ginger ale, pick up all the slushies, and take their temperature as many times as they want while they are convalescing. That’s my job as a parent and I begrudge my kids none of it.

But man, will I be relieved when they’re all better!