(I drove Ezra to school.) Lian: “I love school! I all better now. See, I rubbed my head.” Me: “Lian, you’re too sick to go to school today.” Lian: “But I miss Mrs. Power (her teacher).” (She started crying.) (When I parked the car at home……) Lian: “Daddy, can you hold me? I’m very sick.”

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