No Doubt, Little Boy Has Something

I figure since I'm up, I might as well post something.

Yes, it's 1AM. I just put Christian back into his bed. Earlier (if you read the previous post) he had been whining and crying - and he was running a fever. Hot enough that you could feel it through his clothes. Christy and I laid him down in our bed and did that parent thing - rubbing his forehead, patting his stomach, and finally he feel asleep. Of course, that's part of the problem. The only bed that can fit the three of us - Christy, Christian and I - is a honest to goodness king bed (we have a queen size one here). But a king bed just means that either Christy or I gets to sleep well: Christian has this knack for turning sideways and pushing against you with his feet... Anyway, I just went back with the ear thermometer and had Christy check his temp - 97.7. His head was a bit damp too. Well, whatever he's got at least the fever is broken.

I took him back to his bed. I had to wrangle the little fella to get him laying longways with the bed - that knack of his works when he's by himself too. He fell fast asleep, though I'm sure that will change very shortly. (Every morning, he tries to get up at 4AM and he never stays in his bed past 6:30.)

Oh well. Another short night of sleep for Dadda...