I went downstairs this evening and Chase looked at me and in the sweetest voice asked "mommy why have you been crying?" We had to explain that I hadn't been crying and that I was just sick. Later while B was taking Chase up to bed Chase said "I hope mommy doesn't go blah..." and B asked what that meant and Chase said "you know die". Apparently I look bad enough that I look like I may blah. I did start a course of Tamiflu today so hopefully by tomorrow I will be on the mend.
Six year olds - always good for a laugh.