Many of my friends have heard me refer to our nightly going-ons as the night olympics. You know the drill. You have finally headed to bed after all the laundry, clean up and a quick peek at your favorite show. Upon entering REM, their are two BIG eyes right next to you. You can't see them, but you feel that they are there. Mom, I have to go to the bathroom (ok, honey, go). Mom, I had an accident (ok, honey, lets change you and the bed). Mom, can I sleep with you (sure, b/c I am too tired now to argue). Now add 7 nights of the flu to the night olympics. Here is how you start to talk when you have no zzz's...
NoREMatallduetoBIGeyes,accidents,coughs,poops,pukes,laundry,bedchanging,can'tthink,
loseabilitytoreason,stopmakingsense,loseyourmind,winthegoldmedalforsurviving. :o)
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