ender caught the croup from something, somewhere over Thanksgiving. For three weeks his white blood cells have been on the march and enduring some heavy losses. But when Ender woke up on Sunday morning with a twinkle in his eye, I knew his soldiers had returned victoriously.
he makes my heart feel like a bright red balloon, always wanting to rise out of its ribcage.
2 comments:
so so precious. sorry to hear he was sick :(
hey mel, thanks for the sentiment. it was a beast! the kid surely was not himself. thankfully....
see you so soon!
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