John started throwing up all night.
The next morning I felt his head and it was burning up.
I went to take his temperature which he hated so we wrestled for the thermometer.
Why don't we stay in our pajamas for the day and cuddle on the couch?
He started to cry.
I'm not mad at you sweetie.
We cuddled up on the couch but unfortunately all he wanted to do was sleep.
I'm going to go to the studio for a couple of hours.
Good night honey sweet dreams.
