Floppy had an extra long bath the other day (she refused to budge from the tub for THREE HOURS!!) and lo and behold, she caught a bad cold.
The cold traveled in the air a while, until the baby caught it, too.
Not to be sneezed at, to be sure; but then something infinitely worse happened.
I caught the bloody bug!
So now the three of us spend sleepless nights in grumbling agony of wretched uncomfyness, alternately sympathizing with and growling at each other.
SPRING HAS ARRIVED AT LAST!
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