Sniffling Heartache

Greetings y'all ;
I can't remember the last time junior mint had the sniffle, a good old fashioned sinus headache . One that brought me heartache. Like most parents I'd rather take the hit than see my progeny suffer. Poor little nemo even took a nap. For those who know my prince of perpetual motion you'll know this is extremely rare. I was worried it would interfere with his bedtime but alas after our usual reading and snuggling he was out like a lamb.

Mark Knopfler once sang "My darling boy, my darling boy . All if my sunshine and all of my joy, you're all that matters, all that matters to me .... I can't stop the pain when it calls and I can't stop the rain when it falls . My darling who can?"

I don't think he was referring to head colds but still watching a little boy with a sinus headache brings me heartache. I know he will suffer in his journey through this lifetime on mother earth. I accept my role as guide and teacher as I try to show him the tools necessary to plow the garden the garden of life, weed out the unwanted plants and harvest that which will offer him the greatest abundance of love, happiness & success. But by golly my heart hurts seeing him suffer with sniffles.

He made me laugh when we decided he wanted Christmas cookie pizza for dinner. We used our Trader Joes whole wheat pizza dough. He rolled it out then used Christmas cookie cutters to create several little bite size pizzas. Even when he feels a bit off he can make me smile.

"My darling boy , my darling boy . All of my sunshine and all of my joy...."