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The Blake is sick. And here I was thinking that he was just fussy and unwilling to toilet-train; I should've known something was up when he pooped four times in one day. After midnight we were awakened by wailing. When the Boy investigated, he found Blake weeping into a puddle of sick. Poor little guy. We washed & changed him, then he fell asleep immediately in my arms.

The Boy & I? Not as lucky. For some reason, the two of us were staring at the darkness until Blake woke up again (2:30). Blake & the Boy decided to go sleep on the couch, where they did fine until about 3 (when Blake woke up and started complaining, threw up, and declared that he felt better). Enter the third pj shirt of the night and a big bottle of Chomp!

The three of us slept fitfully until the morning, when the Boy & I dragged ourselves through the freezing rain to work and the Blake snoozed on in the big bed.

He's in good spirits now, but he's still having a closing sale in his digestive systems (everything must go!). I'm hoping that one more night will help; hell, I'm hoping to sleep through more of the night myself.

Left a note for Mason on the desk we time-share:

Mason -
We need to talk about exam prep. My kids are starting to freak out.
- Rocketbride (the one with the glasses)
P.S. Do you want to come to a po-mo horror movie this Friday? :)

He told me later that his kids poured over the note, making terrible assumptions about "Rocketbride" and this "porno horror movie" she wanted to see with their teacher. I laughed for a long time – I'm unsure whether to fuel this suspicion or let it die down into coals. Both seem equally diverting.

My sister Pixie has a new kitten, whom she has named The Cheat. Today she sent us two emails of pictures, one of which was titled "The Cheat's Cheatventures in Moses Malone Land." Toooo much.

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- Rocketbride's adventure of 1/15/2007 07:38:00 p.m.