Asymptomatic

I haven’t seen Berta in our bedroom in a while. I hope she doesn’t enjoy sleeping in the living room with Riley after he wakes up screaming in the middle of the night.

Last night was interesting. He just wouldn’t stop crying. It was the ear-splitting cry morphing into hoarseness. Around 2am I stumbled downstairs to the tune of one-month-old-alarm-clock. The eardrum-blistering wail had begun about ten minutes prior, and probably started as a mere siren much longer before that.