Sleepy, Sneezy, and Grumpy
Jamil Kane wasn’t feeling so great.
He woke up with a runny nose. At lunch he started sneezing. By bedtime, he was a stuffy, sniffly, sneezy mess.
“I hate having a cold!” Jamil said grumpily. He sneezed—once, twice, three times—and started to wipe his nose on his pajama sleeve.
“Hold on a minute, cowboy,” said Mom. “Use a tissue, not your sleeve.”
Jamil scowled. “I’d better not have a cold tomorrow,” he warned. “Scott’s coming over to play!”
Mom tucked the comforter snug around Jamil. “We’ll see. Get a
