Ah how Li would have laughed to hear our children described thus.
We are at the hospital again with this youngest son. A fever with no explanation as of yet. I am glad to be amused by Avalon. We wait for tests but the expectation just now is that we will return home, to come in the afternoon for a previously scheduled ultrasound. I have become accustomed to hospitals. And to ill children. I sit holding this son, a phone in my hand. This time I do not worry overmuch, but I have. To love, to protect is stressful. But I would not give it up. Just as with my lovers; I give nothing up.