There is always a silver lining

Last night at dinner, I was commenting on how tired I was, having had an hour and a half of sleep, gotten up at 5:00 a.m. and been up and on my feet all day.  Noah turned to me and said, quite earnestly:

At least you didn't get up at 4:18 and barf in your bed!!

I replied:

Noah, you didn't get up at 4:18 and barf in your bed.

He nodded, saying:

Yeah, but I did it once and it was really not fun.

Good point, little man, good point indeed.