carter is sick. 103.4 degrees. and then 102.9 after tylenol. but he still has a great attitude, the little guy! it is incredible--he obviously feels like doody, but can still muster a smile and blow raspberries on my belly. he has finally fallen asleep after 4 hours of struggling to do so, and i have rushed out here to brush my teeth (floss too), grab a snack, a glass of water and some chocolate before he wakes up again.

yes, i am eating after i brushed my teeth.

it promises to be a long night.