Derek woke me up at 11:30 last night to tell me his stomach hurt.
That's never a good thing.
He had a rough night, and so - consequently - did I.
Joshua benefitted a little from it, though - a little math after breakfast, while Derek slept, and now a lesson in "How to be a Good A-Team Member." It's a combination of law-enforcement and guerilla warfare, with a side of con-artistry. Also involved is a great deal of Bad Attitude and proclamations of "Fool!"
Joshua is thinking of getting a mohawk and draping himself in gold chains.
It's a quality education we provide here, folks.
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