(Debany wanted to stay up and help clean and prep for the potluck tomorrow. I told Debany that she had to go to bed because when you're sick, you need lots of sleep to get better. And that it's no fun being sick.)
Later, in the middle of the night she pulled me close and said:
"Mom, you know how you said being sick isn't fun?
... You were right."
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