So I'm supposed to be studying, washing last night's dishes, working out how to balance my credit card so we're not living fortnight-to-fortnight on the one wage and any number of other productive and important things...
Instead, I'm sitting here typing one-handed because Elijah is asleep in my arms (in fact, he's been there long enough that I've lost all feeling in my left arm from the elbow down) and I can't bring myself to put him down because what if I wake him?
How man ever made it out of the caves, I'll never know.
"Sorry Lurr, can't hunt mammoth today. Ugh asleep in arms, not want to wake him. Hunt for clan tomorrow. Promise."