…is snot. Lots and lots of snot. And a child who evidently does not know how to properly use a tissue more than once. Fortunately, I excel with this particular tutorial. Clinical studies have shown I blow my nose an average of 500 times a day.
And that is when I am well.
Sadly, entire trees have succumbed when I am ill.
On a positive note: when in the depths of her illness, Haddie still insists on wearing her glamorous sparkle pants and T-shirt.
When so much seems so wrong in this world, somehow this just makes everything all right.
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