Well, the Ladyfaire is sick, and abed, and Gigglebox was also sick. Not giggling for sure. Instead as the Stabbing Knives of Awful Pain from Colic jabbed him, he hollered in my ear. And then he racheted up the intensity. Got his puir Mommy up twice.
Now finally, I think everyone might be asleep. Peace and tranquility. Ah. Relief. But, despite the chaos, I wouldn't trade it for a fast computer with a DSL connection, and a private room with a view of a lake, and a lock on the door. Its the loud woof to my weave of the cloth of my life.
Now, lets just hope I don't get sick.