Paul has boogers. Not of the average variety either, big snotty cold induced boogers. The kind, that as a OCD Mom, I have to ignore and let run their course. So he is sleepy and in need of more cuddles then usual, neither of which I am complaining about. Despite being a home full of dripping noses it is still a very happy and excitable home. The patter of Roo's little feet as she runs and throws a new toy in the air combined with her love fest for Julie mixed with dean's laughter are all I need. That and a really big pitcher of Sangria, make that a really big empty pitcher of Sangria.
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