A photo essay by Henry.

Four hours of sleep, people! Look at the necklace! Don’t look anywhere else!

I can sleep sitting up. Can’t you?

Possibly an attempt to do some yoga stretching. Or to escape by crawling out of the room when Charlie isn’t looking. Hard to tell.

Charlie: Look, Mama, the pirates are on their ship! And they have their SWORDS! And some GUNS! But where are their hats? Can you help me find their hats?

Me: Uuuunnnnnhhhh . . . .

Mama? Mama? Wake up, Mama, and play with pirates! Mama?

Henry, I think we’re in trouble.