When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.<\/p>\n
And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;<\/p>\n
And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.<\/p>\n
I was the giant great and still Yesterday Bobo and I had a sick day. I was going to go into work and deal with it even though I had lost my voice for a few days, but then Monday evening when I picked up Bobo from daycare he had a raging fever which lasted all night, so home we stayed. We slept most of the day, but managed to watch “Feel Better Little Bear” for a while in between pancakes and drinking fluids. In one of the episodes Father Bear recites this poem and Little Bear acts it out, I wanted to share it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all my toys beside me lay, To keep me happy all the day. And sometimes for an hour or so I watched my leaden soldiers go, With different uniforms and drills, Among the bed-clothes, through the hills; And sometimes sent my ships in fleets All up and down among the sheets; Or brought my trees and houses out, And planted cities all about. I was the giant great and still That sits upon the pillow-hill, And sees before him, dale and plain, The pleasant land of counterpane. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson Yesterday Bobo and I had a sick day. I was going to go into work and deal with it even though I had lost my voice for a few days, but then Monday evening when I picked up Bobo from daycare he had a raging fever which lasted all night, so home we stayed. We slept most of the day, but managed to watch “Feel Better Little Bear” for a while in between pancakes and drinking fluids. In one of the episodes Father Bear recites this poem and Little Bear acts it out, I wanted to share it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":851,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-294","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-adventures"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/294","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=294"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/294\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=294"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=294"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/everafter.emmechatterton.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=294"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson<\/em><\/p>\n