Under the Weather

I am sick. Like nasty sick. Like fever, stuffy head, nose, sore throat (isn't this a commercial?) The sickest I've felt in a long time. I have self diagnosed myself with either the flu, a sinus infection or strep throat. :) I won't complain much on here because who really cares, but Sage has been so sweet. Last night, the worst of it started to settle. I was running a fever and freezing at the same time while my eyes were tearing. She got up out of bed after we'd already done her normal routine and said, "Mommy, can I pray for you?" Well, of COURSE. She prayed the sweetest prayer. Something along the lines of "Jesus we know this is really contagious, but with you, it doesn't have to be." Amen to that. I don't want to share this with anyone. Then she said that she'd have a surprise for me in the morning, and this is what it was. She served me a Daniel Fast friendly (minus the butterscotch) breakfast in bed all on her own. She was so proud!