Nick is finally back to himself. Yesterday he wondered if Bailey and Foster could come over after school. They were so caring about him, too, when they were here and he was sick, barely saying a single word.
Now that he is feeling well, he is back to drinking from a regular cup, eating well, saying please, and talking to us about his thoughts and what he wants from us. He has had several, several time-outs in the process but it is nice that he is healthy enough to have consequences and learn from them.
Nick went outside just now and came back in telling me he picked flowers for me. I exclaimed over them and said, "What nice flowers!" He said, "Nice flowers," and watched me put them in our vase set aside specifically for the "flowers" the kids bring in for me. Poor dads. They don't usually get flowers.
Xander misses having Bailey and Foster around. It is not the same being on his own at bedtime. We will have to get them together again as soon as we feasibly can.
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