If you happen to call the house and happen to talk to Erik, please tell him, ask him, beg him, to STAY in bed.
He is doing way TOO much. In the time that it took me to get Everett to sleep, Erik started cleaning trash cans. And, no, I don't mean cleaning them out like collecting the trash. I mean he got out the "Goo Be Gone" and was in the kitchen cleaning, scouring the stupid trash can.
He needs to take it easy.
