We had a little boy crawl into bed with us last night. He had a bad dream, Maude and I apparently were throwing pigs at him and it was scary. Rule in our house you can only sleep with mom and dad if you are scared of the storms or bad dreams. Thankfully neither one doesn't happen too often. I have battled this cold/cough/stopped up nose thing for a week now. I guess I am snoring (Cody hasn't said anything) but Joshua woke me up and said "Mom your nose is making this really loud noise, can you turn it off?"