He wasn’t feeling well yesterday evening, and he had a case of the chills when I took him out of the bath. He didn’t even ask for a story before bedtime! All he wanted to do was curl up under the warm covers and have me sing “twinkle, twinkle” to him.

When he woke up this morning, we found that he was very fevered and had been a wee bit sick during the night. (Usually when he does that he wakes us up as well, but he must have been feeling so exhausted from the fever that he fell straight back asleep again.)

He’s at home now with mom, being all tired and limp. Awww…