A Sleepless Night

I woke up in the middle of the night to find Ari staring at me. He was asleep in my bed (as usual) and I knew something was wrong. I felt his back and it was warm. After tossing and turning quite a bit (both of us not just him) he got out of bed at around 5:00am.

"Where are you going?" I asked
"Leev-ing roooom." He said.
I followed him sleepily into the living room where I was subsequently guilt tripped into watching many episodes of Max and Ruby followed by multiple installments of Blue's Clues. During this time, Wil came home and we took Ari's temperature, which he did not like. It was 100 degrees. One dose of Children's Motrin and he was running around the living room lining up his cars and chasing the cats.

Eventually, around 8am, I told him that he had to go back to sleep. He promptly requested "Thomas," which meant his Thomas The Tank Engine pillow, and then this happened:

You can't tell here, but he's actually sleeping on the floor. He fell asleep on Thomas without a blanket, and once he was asleep, I didn't want to wake him, so I just covered him up. He's been sleeping for three hours now.

I managed to nap for an hour of that.

Poor guy.