The Offspring didn't want to go to school on Monday.
He did, actually, because he had new glasses he wanted to show off to his friends, but he felt like crud after a night of coughing and a big dose of medicine in the morning.
And so this is what I told him: When you have a chronic illness, you have to keep moving even when you don't feel your best, because the alternative is to miss out on life.
As with many things, he took it in without comment. He's likely to mention the conversation at some point -- in a few weeks, maybe a few months.
Not a conversation I envisioned having with a seven-year-old when I was imagining what it would be like to have a child. Then again, little about life with him is what I imagined.
09 November 2010
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