Sick

I am sick.  I received my sickness via my baby girl who wrapped her arms around my neck and breathed in my face several nights ago.   Now I feel like I have been stomped on and my head feels like it is about to explode.  But I just heard the sweetest words in the whole universe, sweeter than the first "I love you", sweeter than the "I do" at the altar.  They are....are you ready?  They are, "Go to bed and I will take care of everything so I am off to do exactly that.