What’s less than running on fumes

Emmett is in such a foul mood today. His fever is back up to almost 102°F and he’s a nightmare to deal with this morning. 

Lizze and I are completely spent. We’re so far beyond running on fumes, I don’t know how to put this into words. 

All I want to do is go to bed and sleep forever at this point. Fat chance that’s going to happen anytime soon.. 

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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