|Much thanks to Courtney for this beautiful photo.|
Children are amazing.
Oren is sick with the croup. His voice sounds like Yoda and his breathing sounds like an old, rickety Hoover vacuum. His whole body seems to be fighting off some pretty mean germies.
And yet, he smiles. When Emmy holds his hands and makes weird googly boogly sounds at him, he laughs. When we sing songs to him at the dinner table, he sways and claps his hands.
I am never happy when I am sick. I never clap my hands or giggle when I can't breathe.
Oren is my little Buddha boy. I have so much to learn from him.