A little ill

Max has been a little under the weather the last few days. Nights are rough, poor thing is hot, appetite is missing, fussier then normal, etc. I think we've all learned that when your kid would rather cuddle then play with his/her toys there is something wrong. He slept through most of last night but woke up at around 5am with a high(er) fever. He got a little medicine, got into bed with us and 5 1/2 hours later I had to take his picture.

Talk about bed head! I woke him up by snapping the photo. Whoops! After a clean diaper-hair is still a mess.
He made it though the day with only one dose of medicine, never took a nap (not surprised though considering he didn't wake up until 10:30am). He finally crashed after a few bites of dinner (the most he ate all day), then cuddled in my arms in the very chair you see below. About an hour after he fell asleep, he woke up and went straight back to the chair with Erik. Only this time he got to watch baseball with his Daddy. Max loves baseball and yells "Baaahhhww" every time he see's a game.

Erik was thinking he'd go right back to sleep. Nope. He made his way down to the ground, walked right over to his toys, picked up his new baseball bat, walked back over to Erik and cuddled back into position. Bat in hand.

Like father, like son.

Get well soon little boy!