Today I spent the day sick in bed. Really sick.

As it happens, my 16 year old daughter was home from school (avoiding the flu if you can believe that.)

I felt like someone had kicked me in the stomach about 50 times for most of the morning, and then started on my head from early afternoon.

By the time I was starting to come around she came in my room and asked me…

• do you want some tea?

• maybe some digestive cookies?

• a tylenol or something?

• how about if I open this window? It's awfully stuffy in here.

She could have been reading a script from all of the years that she's been home sick and I've come in her room and asked her the very same questions. 

It made me realize once again, as I so often do as my kids grow older, just how much they pick up from us even when we think they aren't looking and how important it is to set a good example.

If you want peace, be peaceful. If you want love, be lovable.

If you want chicken noodle soup when you're sick, dish it out to your kids when they are they sick! 

As the saying goes, "be the change you want to see in the world".

The funny thing is, that it starts at home. 

UPDATE: Before I even got this online, my son went roaring by my door on his way to town. "I'm going to Tim Hortons, do you want some soup or something?"

Gotta love it. I feel so much better already.