last night about 4:30, jack came into our room and said he had a nightmare. i tried to get him to go back to his room and then decided i was too tired for that fight so i told him to jump in. he snuggled in and than said, "please move over mom, i need more bubble space". for those of you who don't know what 'bubble space' is, it is your own personal space. i told jack if he needed bubble space, he should go to his own room. needless to say, he slept with me.
paul is in phoenix enjoying a midwinter, work subsidized vacation with all of his present and past weather-geek friends. last night when i talked to him, he complained that i wasn't talking loud enough to be heard over the party/music. poor guy!
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How on earth do they handle business travel?!?! Sounds exhausting. Take care. Love, Gina
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