So Taylor gets sick. A lot. For the last several months he has been sick more often than not. When he is not sick he is silly and quirky and funny and we all love it (we probably wouldn't appreciate it as much if we didn't have the days and weeks of silence). When he is sick he quietly withdraws. He doesn't even talk much and when he does he almost whispers and he doesn't even move his lips. We have yet to figure out how his illnesses are attached to his voice and his lips. Perhaps he is working on his ventriloquism skills. Anyway, when he is ill we talk about the real Taylor being "absent." When he is well we all do a happy dance and shout, "Taylor's back." Last night was no exception, but it was especially joyful.
Destry and Taylor who were both under the weather. Destry has had shingles for three weeks and Taylor has had his usual for a week. They attempted to go to the General Priesthood meeting. (Spencer went to Panguitch with grandpa for a few days). The girls and I went to dinner. Destry and Taylor were already home when we got back. Apparently Destry kept snoring and Taylor had to keep nudging; so during a song they left. Taylor greeted us in full voice with full mouth movement. The girls simultaneously shouted, "Taylor's back!" Then they attacked him with gleeful love. It is such a joy for me to witness moments of love and support shared between my children.
I witnessed a tender moment with Taylor reciprocating love and support for Estelle when she was sick a few weeks ago. He took ahold of her shoulders and while gently shaking them proclaimed that he had a message for the sickness, "Get out of my sister!" I love my kids so much and I especially love it when they show compassion and empathy for each other!
Destry and Taylor who were both under the weather. Destry has had shingles for three weeks and Taylor has had his usual for a week. They attempted to go to the General Priesthood meeting. (Spencer went to Panguitch with grandpa for a few days). The girls and I went to dinner. Destry and Taylor were already home when we got back. Apparently Destry kept snoring and Taylor had to keep nudging; so during a song they left. Taylor greeted us in full voice with full mouth movement. The girls simultaneously shouted, "Taylor's back!" Then they attacked him with gleeful love. It is such a joy for me to witness moments of love and support shared between my children.
I witnessed a tender moment with Taylor reciprocating love and support for Estelle when she was sick a few weeks ago. He took ahold of her shoulders and while gently shaking them proclaimed that he had a message for the sickness, "Get out of my sister!" I love my kids so much and I especially love it when they show compassion and empathy for each other!
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