While having my second glass of wine, I looked at my child who has been sick and missed school for 4 days in a row this past week. He had a nasty cough and fever. I can't help it but feel a lot of love for him, although sometimes he drives me crazy! I looked at him and asked him "did you really come out of me??" (I remember I used to ask Sophia the same thing when she was younger) He answered yes (Sophia answered the same thing), "really I asked, why??" "because your tummy hurt and you pooped me" "yes, Xavi that is how it happened!"