Munchkin has a fever. A fairly high one. And since he's also all congested, he's pretty much refusing any and all things I'm trying to reduce that fever -- baths, juice, Tylenol, even the mythical and much desired popsicle.
But despite the fact that he's burning up, he is stuck to me like glue. I cannot even go to the bathroom or go to restart "Shrek" for the 311th time without him screaming and grasping on to me as if I were heading to the South Pole for a year. He just won't let go. In fact, I'm currently typing this entry with one hand, which is a testament to both the strength of my son's grip and how skilled I am at doing anything single handedly since I gave birth.
In any case, I don't have time to read the news and get all annoyed at the world today. I need to get this fever under control. So perhaps you can send me some headlines or stories that have gotten you a little miffed today instead.
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