I can’t believe I forgot this!
Jill and I got an early Christmas present from my parents: theater tickets! We were supposed to get a Date Night on Friday night, in Milwaukee, with grandparental babysitting.
Having a feverish, vomiting barnacle prevented me from going. 
So Jill and my mom went to the play, which they enjoyed. But it was no Date Night.
(And the cutest little vomiting barnacle ever did, in fact, prove that we made the right choice by being wakeful and sick throughout the evening. He and his grandparents would have been miserable if Date Night had remained on the agenda.)
I am happy to report that Noah ate solids with gusto last night and all day today, and has not thrown up. He is, however, both coughing himself and clearly fake-coughing whenever I cough.
And Noah woke up at 3:30 am ready to face the day. By 4:30, there was no containing him. Bless her, Jill got up and played with him until 6:30 am, so I could recover some from his having also been up at 11:45 pm and 1:37 am.
Who’s ready for sleep training?
Which theatre? I fondly remember my days at the Skylight Opera House.
They got us tickets to one of the smaller stages at the Rep. Is it bad that I don’t even know what the show was?