Dairy Pizza Cake and Other Bounties for the Sick

Today I'm staying home from work, sick - probably some flu, maybe the dreaded H1N1... Everybody has some touch of this or a similar illness, and at this point, I'm the latest initiate, and therefore suffering most acutely from its symptoms. But I'm not alone...

Ian brought me a maple sugar candy and came by to play tic-tac-toe with a plastic set that he has. He also just brought me a few pancakes from breakfast. Daniel "made" me pizza from Ian's (real) pizza-kit - basically an air pizza, complete with tray, serving fork and cutter. Daniel identified the pizza as a "dairy pizza cake" - the boys are allergic to dairy, so wherever it shows up in foods, its presence is duly noted.

I thanked Daniel as he left the bedroom after my pizza "snack", tray and utenils in hand. At that point, he made it clear that he had other (presumably imganary) clients waiting for a similar treat:

"Daddy, I'm gonna bring these to another sick."

(November 4, 2009)