The Power of Sleep

Poor little Bode-man was a little sick recently. Thursday at day care, Ms. Michelle (one of the room "Mums") said Bode was fussy all afternoon. Same was true for Thursday night, and come Friday morning, little fellow had a small fever of 100.2. I stayed home with him in the morning, gave him some Tylenol and a bath, and he drastically improved. However, at 3 pm, we received a call saying Bode was again not himself and that his fever had increased to 102. Thus, Friday night was quite tame--we spent a lot of time holding the little man. This is how we know Bode's really sick and not just having a tantrum. Normally, he's not a "cuddler," but when he's sick, he wants to do nothing but be held. So we held him and worked out our biceps (little guy is a rock). About 7:30, Bode started nodding off in our arms, so we put him to bed at 7:45 pm. He slept non-stop until 9:30 Saturday morning, and then again from 12:30 until 3:45. Thus, he had 17 hours of sleep in a 24-hour period. Needless to say, he felt oodles better and was back to his normal self.

Here are some quick photos. First, here's Bode doing his 1980's impression of Sean Penn.
Next, we have a shot in some of his new clothes. Doesn't he look sharp--and old? Bode looks like a real person--when did that happen?!?

Pleasant week to everyone.