My little man is sick. Or teething. Or both. At any rate, it's 2:00am and he's up. He was weepy and clingy and now he's sitting next to Pete (who is blissfully sleeping). Jeremiah isn't eating much and has a temp of 102.4. This morning it was slightly lower. He's had some water and a tiny bit of his bottle and I've had a luke warm wash cloth on his head.

There's more but I'm beat. Gonna try to get the wee one back in his bed.