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I'm sick. I have a cold. Last night I didn't get much sleep, probably because of the ice cream I ate to soothe my throat. Also, it was really hot. At five I finally went downstairs where it was nice and cool, stretched out on the couch, and fell asleep ten seconds later.

Around 7:30 Dave and Henry made their way downstairs. Because I'm the world's most awesome mom, while Henry was distracted by the prospect of a cup of milk in the kitchen, I snuck upstairs and went to bed. I came down an hour and a half later and guess what? There was a bowlful of popovers sitting on the stove, just waiting to be slathered in butter and jam and then eaten! It's been a while since I've had them. It turns out they're even better when you haven't made them yourself.

After breakfast I spent a little time on the front stoop, drinking coffee and letting the cold air clear the clouds out of my head. I think a little Tylenol would help too. I hate being sick.