jet lag
b was a bit jet lagged a few days after returning home from michigan and chicago. we were reading. he was twitching to stay awake. at one point he stopped. ben? says i. no response. he's kneeling in front of the rocking chair. face down on the seat cushion. my chair squeaked when i got up to share such a sight with the beautiful and talented alisa. he awoke. sat in the rocker. and was asleep again in moments. sent him to bed. so he could get us up at 5 frikken o'clock in the frikken morning.