Then Milo woke up yesterday feeling yucky. He told me he had a headache, and with Lucy up throwing up through the night before, I was concerned. When he told me the one thing that would make him feel better was breakfast in bed, I caved. Breakfast devoured, problem solved. He was chipper as can be for the rest of the day. But you tell me - could you have resisted this face?
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