Ethan
Jan 24, 2005 Print This Post
{ MOOD: Laughing | NOISE: Dan and Steve talking }
Ethan got up yesterday morning screaming something unintelligable. I went into his room and Emma translated: “He says he can’t open his eyes.”
I crawled into his bed and he stared at me.
“Can you see me?”
“Yes,” he sobs.
“Then your eyes are open.”
“I can’t open my eyes!”
I then carry him into the bathroom and stand him in front of the mirror.
“Can you see your eyes?”
“Yes.”
“Then they are open.”
“Oh.”
I put him back to bed.
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