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9am on a Sunday, and my boys (Wonderful Husband and the Squiddle) are having a lie-in. I tried to get Squiddle up at 8 (which I considered a lie-in!) but he didn't want it, so I tucked him into my abandoned space next to daddy. Easier than reclosing all the curtains I'd opened in his room. Squiddle's been having a phlegmy cough the last couple days, but no fever, so maybe some extra sleep will help.
And as I type that, he wanders into the office, fully awake, no daddy in sight.
Yesterday at this time we were in the virtual waiting room for Comic-con. And, unlike last year, we were actually able to get the tickets we wanted! Woohoo! Saturday/Sunday FTW.
And now Wonderful Husband is up, so I should go scare up brekky. Later!
And as I type that, he wanders into the office, fully awake, no daddy in sight.
Yesterday at this time we were in the virtual waiting room for Comic-con. And, unlike last year, we were actually able to get the tickets we wanted! Woohoo! Saturday/Sunday FTW.
And now Wonderful Husband is up, so I should go scare up brekky. Later!
