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My son has a home health care nurse

 Of all the people who would wait on him hand and foot when he did not feel well, the last, I would suspect would be his baby sister, yet she has been doing any and everything for him. To the point of being ridiculous if you ask me.

 The boy had a sore ear Wednesday, come Thursday night he was up crying in pain. Friday afternoon we took him to the doctor. Ear infection. Again. I thought he was done with those. Pain meds, Antibiotics, and "gasp" No swimming for a week!

 So the boy, being a boy has made this a VERY big deal. I am in no doubt that it hurts, but he cannot walk without tilting his head to the side, get up to eat a Popsicle at the table like they are supposed too.... Nope he cannot do it. I am the first to tell you I don't "Do sick" very well. When I am sick I generally try to not think about it, and get the hell over it. Obviously this is not the case with kids. I try to be patient but I can only take so much.

 Not my baby girl. She was VERY sympathetic to her big brother. Got him lollis when he wanted them. Did not say "NO FAIR" That he got to eat them on the couch and she did not. She would get any toy he wanted, his cat, blankets, drink of water, and me, when he needed medication. She waited on him hand and foot, like she was his little nurse. This, the child that will chase after him saying "I'm gonna KILL you" when they fight.

 She says she wants to be a nurse. Not a doctor, because if a doctor messes up he can hurt somebody really bad. She wants to be a nurse like her aunt Jennifer. The way she took care of her brother, I have to say, she would make a very wonderful nurse.

 Today though. Well today the boy feels better, and today he and Hannah are back at it. When he was sick I had pointed out how nice his sister was, and how he should really appreciate it and think of that the next time they wanted to fight... He said he would. I knew he wouldn't

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