Rob, Riley, and I have another hell of a cold. But of course. I start school today. Why wouldn’t we all be inconsolably sick?
Well, maybe not inconsolably sick. Riley still manages to sleep soundly, despite his congestion and coughing – but only when he’s lying on me.
Funny. That’s the only way I can sleep soundly, too.
And Rob? He stays at the far end of the bed and coughs into the opposite space. His feet and my feet always meet and warm each other during these strangely-cold nights. His birthday is coming up. I really hope we get better soon.