As I noted previously, I was sick on Saturday.  Sick in the "lying in bed half delusional flu" kind of way.  And I received my comfort from a surprising source.  Grace fetched me crackers, and Gatorade, and water.  She took a nap with me.  She brought me chutes and ladders to play with her so I didn't get bored - she won and I only hit the infernal long slide 5 times, that's right, 5 times.  Then, she actually read me to sleep.  She brought in a stack of books as big as she could carry, and she read to me until I fell asleep. 

Another alternate career for my girl.  It's good to have choices.