Hi. Hi. Hi. My poor sick little lamb.

Thank you. It's me. I'd like to take a minute at the top to apologize to everybody if I cough.

My two-year-old daughter today when I coughed, looked at me and said, ew, yucky, which

was deeply hurtful.

So rude.

So rude.

So I will be attempting to cough off, Mike.

Is she the one who gave you this awful disease?

No, that came from her brother.

We're in the world of like having to,

no one prepares you when you're a parent that you're going to have to start shouting things like

cough pocket at all. Oh, do you not do it's when you teach them to cough in their elbow. Oh,

that's a cute name. I mean, we teach them to do that, but we don't have a cute little name for it. Oh. Well, you should get one because we're in the grocery store, and I'm just like, cough pocket, cough pocket, like shouting it all over. And then my son, I'm, listen, you're going to think I need to be like rescued from my own home because my children are abusing me,

which they are. My son had a cough and I said, that's gross. You need to cough pocket. And he looked me dead in the eye and coughed straight into my mouth. That is. I wish that that wasn't such

a common experience in parenthood. But the fact that like like, when I'm laying with my toddler to go to sleep at night, she

likes to hug my neck and she likes to be like nose to nose to fall asleep sometimes.

So cute, though.

And so it's so adorable.

But when she's sick, she doesn't know that, like, let's turn my head.

Let's do a cough pocket.

She will just go directly into my mouth.

My mouth.

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