Caleb was not thrilled at the prospect of spending his evening visiting our friend at the hospital. ("Why do we have to?" "We want them to know we love them and care about them.") I don't believe it comes from a place of heartlessness but rather a discomfort with medical institutions. I sympathize with that.
As we were on our way in, we found out that our friend was not feeling up to company so we would be spending some time with his wife in a family waiting area. This made Caleb question even more the need for our visit and he remarked, "His sleep pooped on our party."
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