Yesterday was such an awful day; I'm so congested, my head feels like it's going to explode, never knew you could produce that much mucous, etc., etc., etc. Anyway, it's Spring Break and the kids have been staying up late but momma was turning in early last night.
Jared crawled in bed with me last night to chat and said "I sure hope you feel nice in the morning". Hmmm....I said, "you hope I feel nice?", thinking, wow, I must have been pretty grumpy today. He said, "you know, I hope you're not all congested in the morning."
Ah.....isn't he a doll?