A Rough Night and An 80's Flashback

British had a rough night last night waking up about every 30 minutes or so. Every time I became even remotely tired I would hear, "Ma, Ma, Ma. Daddy, Daddy, Daddy." over the intercom in the saddest little voice. At one point, I decided to try laying down on the couch with him. While we were laying there, I heard him say Ma in his sleep. He opened his eyes smiling sweetly at me and placed his little hand on my cheek. Then he fell right back to sleep. I live for those sweet little moments...
Tonight one of my friends and I are going to see Duran Duran in concert. I was oh so slightly obsessed with them during my elementary school years in the 80's. I hope John Taylor is still a hottie!
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