fetch me my Drama Crown and the humidifier

Now the Junebug has a cold, which is the worst thing that has happened to anybody ever. Listening to him snort and get frustrated trying to nurse because his nose is too stuffed up to breathe has me all weepy and HOW COULD WE BRING AN INNOCENT SOUL INTO THIS VALE OF TEARS WHEN WE KNEW MANKIND IS BORN TO SUFFER.

...I am a little short on sleep.

Incidentally yes I know this was an inevitable consequence of starting him at daycare. And if I had somehow missed that bit of cause and effect my mother has helpfully brought it up several times. Basically I wish we were all dead.