Zachariah made it home safe and sound last night. Well, Monday morning. He had a great time, about which I'm sure he will post. I'm going to give away the highlight of the trip here and now, though. Ready? Eleven hours of sleep. In a row! Saturday night. As he was telling me that, I looked at him long and hard. Sensing that I was not as appreciative of his long, unbroken snooze as he himself was, he added, "But if it makes you feel any better, I had a headache from sleeping so much!"
No, that does not make me feel better. I claim the next 11 hour stretch Team Rollins is allotted.
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