I’m trying to let “Go with it” flow over me as I get older. Crazy writing idea? Go with it.

Crazy writing idea? Go with it.

Nutty dance party breaks out during the PTO meeting? Go with it.

Day ten of being awoken by a child’s hacking, painful cough and/or nightmare and then being unable to go back to sleep? Yeah…

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Littlest Little has a cough that sounds like she’s got a 70-year-old smoker caught in her little throat, and of course, it’s worst at night, especially at 2 am. I lie with her, rub her back, give her one of the few medicines approved for kids under the age of six, and wait for an hour for it to kick in so she can sleep.

By 3 this morning, she was snoring somewhat peacefully. I, on the other hand, couldn’t fall back asleep, so I dragged…