5:30 a.m.

At 5:30 this morning I hear this through the monitor:

"Wiggles" "music" "momma" "my" "go" "down" "milk" "cereal"

I think David was planning his day! Actually, he was probably a little out of it considering his fever was 102. So, we did some of the things on his list. We did watch the wiggles and he did sit with me, but he didn't drink milk, eat cereal, or go to school! We might make another trip to the doctor today...