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What'd you expect me to say?
So, Liam's a little under the weather. I thought he felt warm tonight, so I talked Brad into pinning him down while I went at him with that horrible rectal thermometer.
As soon as the dirty deed was done and it was clear he did indeed have a fever, I tried to get at the nature of the illness by asking, "Liam, does something hurt?"
"Yes," he answered, with a whimper.
"What hurts, sweetheart?" I asked, in my most sympathetic mommy voice.
Still whimpering, he replied, "My butt."
Brad and I laughed so hard, eventually even Liam started to giggle.
As soon as the dirty deed was done and it was clear he did indeed have a fever, I tried to get at the nature of the illness by asking, "Liam, does something hurt?"
"Yes," he answered, with a whimper.
"What hurts, sweetheart?" I asked, in my most sympathetic mommy voice.
Still whimpering, he replied, "My butt."
Brad and I laughed so hard, eventually even Liam started to giggle.
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