The difference is this:
To be a kid again. While I've been worrying about all the adult things we worry about, my boys were having a hard time falling asleep for another reason. Ethan couldn't stop "tooting". The boys were dying of laughter for about an hour. Just as they would lay down and settle down to sleep, a giggle would escape my 5 year old's mouth and then my 8 year old would explode with laughter.
I would gladly take that distraction over this one.



