No one and I do mean NO ONE was more excited to see Dean than I was. Not only because he is my beloved husband but also because he represented SLEEP, sweet mother of Abraham Lincoln, UNINTERRUPTED SLEEP. I was queasy from lack of sleep. And I got no sympathy from Frankie.
Me: "Frankie, I am just going to lie here a minute because I feel a little bit sick and I feel like throwing up."
Frankie: "Well, Mom, if you CAN'T do it, then DON'T do it. But if you CAN do it, then DO it in the GARBAGE CAN."