3 things that freak me out whenever Z falls sick.

1. Her transformation into a quiet child with perfect manners. “Yes please” and “No thanks” become the norm. (Makes me long for a tantrum)

2. Her telling me that she doesn’t feel like talking. (This from the kid who talks in her sleep every night.)

3. Her attempts at making me worry less by saying she feels “a little bit better” (when she clearly doesn’t.)

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