Up All Night by Jean-Jacques Sempe
We were up with a cold last night and the night before. It's Graham's first. The poor little guy is all mucus and mouth breathe-y. It's so sad to hear him snorting like a Gremlin in the humidified darkness of his room. Hopefully all of the saline dropping and snot sucking and nose wiping that he wails against will be over soon.
- Cathleen
[Found on thisisnthappiness.com]
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