So poor sweet Piper.
Piper. Piper. Piper.
At 2AM, she decides that it's not time to sleep anymore and we get up. And I never made it back to bed. Considering my lack of sleep this week already, Thursday is not the day for this kind of thing.
I'm going to crash hardcore when I get home. And someone will need to be there to pick up the pieces. The husband has been warned that tonight is leftover/whatever-you-can-fix-yourself for supper tonight. I'm just too tired. Thank goodness for Graduates Toddler Meals.
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Oooh, I'm sorry. I hope your daughter gets to feeling better. A nasty cold--flu, cold...something along those lines--has been circling around my family like buzzards circling the Donner party. Everytime one gets over it, someone else catches it and gives it back to them.
I hope that your daughter gets to feeling better, and I hope that you get to sleep (and write) in the (near) future.
Good luck,
Jason
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