He searched the room and went and got me a balloon and brought it back... "Here mom, this will make you feel better!" I smiled and he yelled triumphantly, "You feel better! I did it!!". He then proceeded to run over to the couch and throw himself on me, simultaneously slamming me in the stomach. He could tell I didn't feel good again after that so we repeated the same cycle with a puzzle, a bean bag and anything else that he figured would cheer me up :)

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Very sweet. He must get that from the Ezells.
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