no better way (amended to read, I spoke too soon)

to spend a saturday night
than
cuddled up with Tony
in my fuzzy Mario p.j.'s
watching a movie
and eating chocolate.





except
this little one woke up
just minutes after
the end of the movie
ear pain, tears
snuggles, Motrin
restless night
walk in clinic in the morning
puke in the sink
(sorry we missed the arrogant
doctor's pleated-front pants)
finally antibiotics

no better way to spend a sunday than baby-ing my sick Nonikins
and cleaning the house