The Little Man

I wish I could begin this with something like “it was a dark and stormy night,” but truth be told I can’t remember what the temperature was like outside, or if it was even drizzling.  Chances are it was at least dark, because it was night time, but even on that note I cannot be 100% certain.  The reason for this is that my wife and I spent the first part of the evening in pain, tag-teaming the bathrooms in our home just a day after our little baby bird got the flu and erupted all sorts of fluids and chunks, some identifiable and some completely foreign, from both ends.  Apparently, it was our turn for this bug… and a whole lot more than some chunks was about to get erupted.  Continue reading “The Little Man”

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