I’m thankful for the bugs
I’m thankful for the animals
I’m thankful for the world
And please bless my cold to die.
Uttered a hundred times on a hundred nights from his bed or bedside.
Incidentally, bug hunting is probably among his most favorite activities. I found a fat pillbug for him today. He found his own smaller one too. His comment later: “Dad, I think my pillbugs have made friends!”