After a sleepless night thanks to Eamon's croupy cough...
7:30am
Eamon: <with barely audible raspy throat> "Mommy, I still don't feel good. Can I lay down with you for a while?"
10:30am
Eamon: <literally bouncing from futon to ceiling to futon to floor and back> "Mommy, let's go shopping!!! I have money and I want to buy Lego Bionicles!!"
11:30am
Trying to get out of the house for the Dr's appointment...
Me: "Eamon, what is taking so long? We're going to be late. Please hurry!"
Eamon: <literally flowing like molasses on his belly down the stairs> "I'm just so tired. You know I didn't get much sleep last night."
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