[pathetic, half-awake, whiney cry]
"Mama, I coughin'. I coughin', Mama."
[get up, get some water in a sippy cup, take it to poor Ri-Man]
"Here baby. Drink some agua. Then try to sleep some more. It's still night."
"I drinkin', Mama."
"Mama, I have boogers."
[find Kleenex box; wipe boogers]
"Can you try to sleep now, Lovey?"
[nod, nod; I head back to bed]
[approx. 60 seconds later: cough, cough, whiney cry]
"I still coughin', Mama"
[pad into twins' room]
"Come here, Lovey."
[reach down and scoop up clearly grateful Ri-Man, who snuggles up to me and gives a weak cough]
"We'll have a snuggle on the couch, Lovey. Try to sleep some more, OK?"
We both dozed until about 6:00, then Riley let me put him in his bed and he slept a little more before starting the day. Poor sick baby, although I have to confess that the snuggle was delicious.