Last night Nathan had a sore throat. He took my hand and put it on his neck and said, “Hurt.” (I am proud of him that he was communicating). Poor baby! Then he took me into my room and got out the back massager machine and wanted me to use it on his throat. I giggled out loud. He figured since the massager helped his back when it was achy that perhaps it would help his throat. Nope–he got his 6 chewable Tylenol instead and some other vitamins that will help him fight the sore throat.