Just a spoonful of sugar...

Who would have thought that this happy little face that complained that his ear was hurting this morning could have turned into a sad, crying, clingy, poorly boy by lunch time? A phone call from the teacher. A ride to the school to check on him. A sad little face crying into his dinner. A swift visit to the Drs. Home to bed, medicine and an afternoon of feeling mighty sorry for himself. An evening of rising temperature followed by the inevitable sickly child. A mum praying that it will all just be a bad dream by tomorrow and wishing there was a way to take away his pain. It's when they're hurting and vulnerable that you feel the love the most. Roll in the morning.