He has spent the entire morning puddled on one couch or the other. Any attempts to touch, interact or move the boy have resulted in being smacked around and called a "Stupid Knucklehead."

I am puddled on the other couch, faring little better. Being on painkillers leaves me little motivation to do much of anything.

Outside it is raining. Puddles are growing in our yard and street to match the Charlie Puddle and Mommy Puddle inside.

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