Now they get it ... when they are sick too and want to cuddle with Mom on the sofa, they finally get it!
But then somebody needs some more medicine.
And somebody else needs some more juice.
The person who claims to be feeling better first, is the one to get up ... this time it's Dad.
But then there's the inevitable midnight uproar, and it takes both parents to clean up, launder, bathe and soothe my sick little boy back to sleep.
And so it continues ...(let's hope there's no Part Three!)