Bryan finally caught the cold/flu/spawn of mucus death thing that Declan and I had last week. He actually took a sick day and stayed home (and has been sleeping since 7pm last night). He would leave me a pathetic voicemail for me here and there to check-in, with his a sick, groggily, gravely voice. I might even need to stay home tomorrow to watch Declan and let him rest some more. I guess all that insomnia and phlegm finally got the best of him. Poor thing.