There's a crud going around our house. I started it sadly with a bad case of the sniffles that just won't leave us alone. So this morning, I was anxious to see how sweet baby Cate was feeling after she ran a fever all weekend.
So I asked her: "Cate, how are you feeling this morning?"
In true three-year-old fashion, she promptly put her cute little hands to her face, patted, and looked up at me and said: "Oh, I feel good this morning. Weeally good."
Ah, the blessing of "feelings"! How do you feel today?!
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