102 degrees (and still far below what everyone's favorite fire eater runs at).
Saw rainbow hedgehogs on the lawn.
Coughed up so much snot I made a very bad joke about snotnauts. Oxygen seems so scarce and I got scared. It took a long time to soothe the panic from coughing so hard you think you'll find a lung in your lap eventually but Lochlan sang and sang and sat up and rocked me like a child and PJ sat on the floor and made bad jokes about things I can't repeat here. Because no one gets how sick we can be and I don't mean snotty-sick.
Dalton brought in juice but I couldn't drink it and basically everyone over twenty has been awake since four this morning.
And Ben too, who got on a plane and will be home any minute now.
Yay!
