My friend, the plague.

There’s been a cold-ish sort of thing floating around the house for the last week or so...you know, one of those things just bad enough to make you miserable without being bad enough to really get you credit for being sick.  Well, if you’re a grown-up, anyway.  If you’re Valerie, or to a lesser extent Sadie, this is the end of the world as you know it.  If you’re mommy, and get to stay up half the night with the kid who has *never* wanted to sleep with you who suddenly can’t sleep without you, it’s just enough to make you a little crazier than you were already.  Poor kid.

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