Dear Kendon,

I am so glad that you are feeling better. I pray it stays that way. I hope you feel the tonsillectomy was worth it and I cross my fingers that strep throat four times in one year will be a thing of the past!

You were an amazing patient. Your dad asked on Sunday if you'd been grouchy. I was pleased to tell him, "not once!" Even though you had every right to feel grumpy and cross, I appreciate that you weren't.

Look Sirri, Daddy had an IV too.
Kendon made sure we took this shot to show Sirri.

I'm sorry for all the times that I have told you what a dramatic sick person you are. (Though you're not alone. I think most men are. So, you come by it naturally!) But, really. I'm sorry. Your throat really looked like it hurt this week and some whining would have been understandable. But, you were tough. Tougher than I would have been, I'm sure.

I was not too thrilled to have someone in the hospital again so soon.

This last week, having you out of commission, has really reminded me what a great partner I have in you! They always say, "you never know what you have until it's gone." This week wore me out. Trying to do by myself what two of us normally do together was a great testament to what I really have. I appreciate all that you do for me, the kids and around the house. You are one in a million and I'm proud to call you mine!

Meg loved getting lots of cuddle time with Daddy!

I hope that every day you feel better and better.

Love always,
in sickness and in health,

me.