He had a pretty good cough going when he left for school, but every time he gets a cold, it stirs up his asthma, so I chalked the cough mostly up to that.

I arrived home from picking up groceries today to find him on the couch, sleepily rubbing his eyes and red-cheeked with fever.

“How are you feeling?” I asked, smoothing his shaggy hair back from his forehead.

“Not so good,” he croaked. “My brain really, really hurts.”

What’s your most recent kid speak funny?