Last week was an interesting one. J & C were both sick, so I stayed home from work to take care of everyone. C, in particular, has had a tough time. He went from having a stomach virus to having a more traditional flu/fever thing. He has lost a good bit of weight, and has been pretty low energy.

At one point I found myself sitting on the couch with him watching TV. Actually, we were more lounging than sitting. We were slumped way down, with our feet on the ottoman, watching the Heffalump movie.

C looked over at me, and then back at his own skinny self.

“Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“When I’m a daddy, I’ll have a big belly, too.”

Sigh. “Yes. I’m sure you will.”