Dear Greg,
You are my hero.
Not only because you will volunteer to clean up kid vomit in the middle of the night when I just can't do it one more time, but because you do it ingeniously, wisely using gear from your various hobbies (so as not to smell nor hear said vomit).
I love that we giggled between dry heaves as Jack slept ignorantly in his bed. I love that we're in this crazy thing together. Vomit and all.
Love,
Jen





