It's just after 8AM, and Tony's up. We've eaten breakfast; well, I've eaten breakfast, Tony took a bite or two and said he wasn't hungry. He's droopy and his nose is running. This is not a good sign. I sure hope it’s because he was up so late, and not some kind of cold or flu he's caught. Wouldn't that be fun?
Right now, Tony does have his Leap Pad out and is interacting with a Bob the Builder book.
Time to settle in for what will hopefully will be a quiet and relaxing day.
