So, sitting and keeping consant vigil (earvigil?) over the breathing of my beautiful daughters as they sleep – their mom is upstairs catching up with her family, I have the following thoughts, pretty much simultaneously
- Is it getting a bit chilly in here? maybe I should get a blanket
- Hmmm, last time my back and neck got this sore I had a high fever. I don’t now of course, but maybe I should check, just in case
- *walking toward thermometer* hey! when did i get so good at break dancing?