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My behind is dragging hard. The boys slept for about 10-15
minutes themselves in the car on the way back. Once I moved them
into the house and into their beds, they were bright-eyed and
bushy-tailed. Becca still hasn't crashed. It's almost
3. When Ben gets home I will be fully crabby. He will be
fully crabby. And the kids will probably refuse to go to bed.
As long as Becca is dosed up on Motrin, she is fine. We have
played tea party with Teddy and reverse roles. She delegates me
to 'kid' position. I don't even get a name. Just
'kid'. Her little cheeks are bright and rosy-red. It's a
shame that it's all fever. As soon as the Motrin wears off, she
just sits there and cries.
It's going to be a lot of fun in our house tonight.
