This appeared on my bedroom door yesterday afternoon:
Behind the bedroom door?
|(Taken with my cell phone...)|
Anyway, he's down, but he's not out. The fever has dropped to almost nothing, and he's happily ensconced in Mommy's bed (conveniently vacated by Daddy while he's working out of town), being spoiled by everyone. "Chicken Pops are not so bad," he says.
It's going to be a hard come-down when he recovers and can't watch cartoons all day....