One sentence, a day wrapped up into....

mom shivers with blankets all about her, typing with one hand, wiping nose with the other.
glances over to the very obnoxious, loud, eldest child of her flock.

"Tim why are you still in pajamas?"

"Cuz, you haven't changed me yet."

One sentence, it's the explanation of my miserable day - and it's 3:00 PM.

{cough, cough, sneeze, sniffile}