Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Sometimes when Arthur lies down on his pillow, he can't be bothered to arrange himself in a way that doesn't contort his spine into uncomfortable-looking shapes, like this one. I think you might call it a C-curve. If I lay like that for five minutes, I'd have to see a chiropractor. Sometimes it hurts just to look at him, and if he's really contorted, I'll put something under his head just to straighten him out.
Talk about empathy.