i think i can, i think i can

je suis fatigue.

Parker was up all night with the tummy flu. Alternately rubbing my back to make sure I was okay, throwing up, and asking me to rub his back. He was very sweet.

I slept restlessy from 5 til 7am dreaming the same dream over and over which involved ada, chair, and kilowatthour (i know her name, but not sure if it's private and myself flying around trying to escape some bad dudes. Sometimes we could fly all on our own (as toby would say, sweet) and sometimes we had magical flying machines.

Obviously with the machines we could fly higher and faster and our adventure took on more wacky twists and turns, frizzle chickens living in chairs bedroom! When we had to fly on our own we often flew into trees that looked like the whomping willow.

All in all i woke up exhausted and exuberant.