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It is funny, but sometimes a sick kid is just what the Dr. ordered. Gwynn came home feeling yucky. All she wanted to do was curl up under a blanket on the couch. Happily, the book I had ordered for our next bookgroup, Angry Housewives Eating Bon-Bons, arrived from amazon today as well. It was a win win. She slept for an hour and a half, I read for an hour and a half. I can't remember the last time I sat and read for an hour and a half. Granted, we have now cleaned up a bit of sickness, done laundry, and Tim is typing up plans as he is on "stay home with the sick-o" duty tomorrow, but still, I must say, I loved that hour and a half.
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