I woke up to Jack having a coughing fit.  I tried to let him get back to sleep for 10 minutes, but I could see that the coughing wouldn’t stop.  I got him out of bed, 45 minutes early. 

We went to the potty.  He sprayed the wall.  While correcting aim, he sprayed my eyes. 

My. eyes.

Urine in my eyes, folks. 

The day can only get better from here, right?