As I reached to put my lunch in the microwave, I felt my nose begin to tingle with the threat of a sneeze. I quickly finished what I was doing before it overcame me, as it felt like it could be one of those full-body, unladylike sneezes that one should not attempt whilst balancing a plate of delicious, highly anticipated food in hand.
Erik was playing in another room at the time, and I had no idea he could hear me at all until I heard his little voice.
He said, "Bless you, Mama!"
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