hug
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Nichinan, 2008.12.23
I was sick today, and had to go to the hospital for a saline drip. When I got home, I guess I looked pretty ragged, because little Kenny gave me a hug to comfort me. He reached up when I came in, and when I picked him up he threw his arms around me and gave me a squeeze.
It was the only time he's done so. He hugs his little friends, and hugs female relatives, but is pretty macho with his dad. Unless his dad looks like he's been puking his fluids away for the past day!