It was a long night.  Emmett woke me up around 3am and wanted to move upstairs and sleep in my bed. 

I moved the puke basket, along with Emmett and myself upstairs.

He did well last night and didn’t get sick but he did spike a fever of 103°F.  As of now, he’s back on the beanbag in the living room, eating a tiny bit of oatmeal, which is all he wanted..

Gavin and Elliott are watching TV upstairs in order to let Emmett get some rest…

I’m hoping that if Emmett gets some rest, that means I can get some rest…