Wren was up all night. And up early. She spent most of the afternoon crying. Any sleep she had was fitful. And she had to be held. But she is a face to face sleeper. She wants to put her cheek on mine or shove her face under my chin. And she sweats. Like a nun in a field of cucumbers.
Chickenbutt was miserable. She wanted anything Wren touched. And cried whenever she didn't get it. And screamed a lot over minor problems.
Overall the day was miserable.
Wren ended up at the doctor and was put on not one but two inhalers so I guess I can't start smoking.
I love this video. Once again, you are my favorite writer. I can hear your voice reading the words in my head.
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