Chipmunk had his two month vaccinations yesterday and spent a couple of hours last night screaming. When he finally dozed off for good around 10 PM, I decided that we would camp out on the couch -- just in case there was more screaming, see, because screaming of that decibel level would surely wake up the twins, and waking up the twins at 3 AM is generally a very bad thing to do.
As it turns out, Chipmunk wore himself out screaming and passed a fairly decent night. But the combination of a constantly dripping nose, inhaler medication, and a husband who came out in the middle of the night to tell me he was missing one of the little guys and had I seen him kept me up for hours.
Sometimes it's not just the kids I wish had an off switch.
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