Last night we had one of those out-of-nowhere stomach bugs strike my wee lass of a daughter. It was a very long night. If it got much worse, I would have called Father Merrin, if you know what I mean. She’s okay now. But I’m exhausted and I’m heading for some sack time.
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Jonah Goldberg is a National Review contributing editor.
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