The setting: Me feeling very sick last night while putting the boys to bed.
Eldest Son: “Mummy, what you doing?”
Me: “I’m just lying on the floor for a moment because I’m feeling very sick.”
Eldest Son: “You feeling sick?” (looking concerned)
Me: “Yes.”
Eldest Son: (his eyes, I thought, shining with love and concern) “Oh, Mummy.” Pause. “Just don’t be sick on my carpet, Mummy.”
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