Poor Parker

All day long today, Parker who was battling a really high fever, alternated between sleeping, moaning, watching tv and eating. That is all he did.

After putting the girls down, I went into his room to see how he was doing. He was awake, but not moaning.

Me: Is there anything you need?

Parker: No.

Me: Are you going to go to sleep now or what?

Parker: Well....I think I'm just going to do math in my head until I get sleepy and then go to sleep.

Me: Ok, Parker. Sorry you are sick. I love you and if you need anything in the middle of the night, just let me know.

Parker: Ok.