We're Back (Really)

So, all this week I've been sick and unable to sleep due to sore throat, coughing, body aches, etc. A couple of nights ago I almost drifted off, when the Angel decided he was bored. He got down off the bed and dug through the waste paper basket for a bit of crunchy, crackly celophane that had previously wrapped a throat lozenge. Crunch, as he playfully squashes his new toy. Crackle, as he carries it around in his sweet little mouf. Not! But the poor human was too sick to get up and fight with him, and besides, there were lots more where that came from, and we both knew it...