I’m home for March Break and as it happens so is my toddler, sick with a fever. He falls asleep on me and we lie on the couch together. If I move, he cries. So I don’t move. I just watch my uneaten pasta sitting on the table for 2 hours. There must be a way to do this more efficiently.
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