He went to bed sounding like Garrison Keillor… woke up sounding like Darth Vader. (He’s got respiratory congestion that is worse in the morning, is what I’m saying.) I wonder if this is swine flu… or raccoon ringworn… or turtle tonsillitis… or cow congestion… or human hysteria. All I know is we’ve gone through more Kleenex before 9 am than most people use all year.
Cow and Bear have been showing concern by meowing at me, as if to say “You’re his mother, DO something.” No… no, wait. I know that meow. They are saying “Stop anthropomorphizing us and clean our litter box.”
A memo to everyone in this house: bring your need level down a notch, OK? Can’t you see I have a blog I am trying to update?
Geesh.
Save the drama for your mama. Oh…right.
Gotta go.
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I so feel your pain! It has been booger central around for months!
I so feel your pain! It has been booger central around here for months!
Though we know The Boy is back to 100%, it occurs to me you should know that Boy's Dad was called - by his own mother! - "The Snot Factory." Be prepared.
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