Ethan was apprehensive about missing school to make a trip to see the doctor. He was also a little leery about the prospect of having blood drawn. As I sat at work going through old email files, I wanted nothing more than to give him a hug and tell him that things could always be worse. Almost at once, I tripped over this email dated a year ago today. I believe I was explaining why I wouldn't be at a meeting later that evening.
See? At least things are starting out better today!1/13/2014
"...Ethan broke his finger and injured his leg and foot. The water heater died, the dishwasher is broken and the shower is leaking into the basement..."
- 13 January 2015
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