What's the blog equivalent of knocking on wood?
I jinxed the hell out of my daddying work by pointing out the sleep taking place on the couch. I lay down again, and not 10 minutes later: Cough, cough, cough.
We got a decent plan B together where she was comfortable and I could go back to sleep until 6:45, when her brother woke up. That's right. On a Saturday.
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