Sam is not feeling super great. I think he's working on some more teeth, which leads to congestion and fever. Fun! Last night was not a restful night for him. And during one of his grumpy fits around 3am, I heard Alex's door open. Within seconds, a groggy, eyes half closed, blanket cape wearing Alex came through Sam's door with one thing to say..."Is there anything I can do to help?"
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