at home with an angel

Charly has walking pneumonia. I feel like mother of the year dragging her down to DC and back over the weekend to watch Ted run the Marine Corps Marathon (he did kick ass in it though and came in the top 1% with a sub 3hr!!!). Oh well, now I get to work from home while she snuggles next to me. Is it wrong to be secretly happy that she has to stay home? As she falls asleep under the same covers as me, I can feel her rubbing her little feet together just as I did as a child.