Asleep at last?

Such folly, trying to make plans when there's a baby in charge. I was all set to get little E off to school on time today, go in to my office (my real office on campus), get some good work done, meet a friend for coffee and generally have a rare non-mommy out-of-the-house morning.

Little E woke up with a fever of 102.

The poor little guy was mellow and cuddly all morning but ibuprofen got him back on his feet and smiling in the afternoon. Until today we've exclusively used acetaminophen with excellent results but it failed us today.

I was going to write more but E's not sleeping well tonight. He thinks he wants to get up and play. I guess that's a side effect of the medicine; he feels better and has pent up energy from a day spent lounging.

It's hard to reason with a 14 month old, to tell him he needs rest to let his body fight off the illness.

It's hard to put a sick child in his crib and listen to him cry when he wont rock or snuggle or eat or drink or do anything but run around.

It will be harder still to repeat the process should he wake up again before morning, if I don't get some sleep myself.

A couple more pictures ...

We should have suspected the boy was getting sick when he slept through the camera flashing in his face after napping for 3 hours yesterday.

Some things never fail to cheer the boy up.