still sick

And so it goes.

Not exactly the most inspiring place to blog from.

I share with you some of my favorite Jonah-isms of the last few days…

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The other morning, I was asking Jonah if there are things he worries about.

He informed me that most of his worries involved being left to his own devices if Scott and I were to meditate at the same time (which we were just about to do). After saying that ten different ways, he mentioned that he wished he had more toys than anyone else in the neighborhood. And that it would be nice if every house and every store had a bathroom.

Right?

Totally.

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This morning, as we were all hanging out drinking our “morning beverages,” Jonah paused for a moment, to adjust.

“I’m just organizing my penis,” he explained.

Of course.