I woke up with a 100 degree temperature.  I took some Ibuprofen and that brought it down to normal.  I ate my grits then I ate Barbara's grits for breakfast.  Because it is going to get up to 100 degrees outside I played outside for about 30 minutes with GGF, GGM, and Barbara all watching me.  I rode my motorcycle (plasma car) and played fireman too.

Inside I helped Barbara take apart a jigsaw puzzle.  I helped pick out the next puzzle the adults will work.  Then Barbara agreed to play a kids game.  We didn't play long before I ran out of pep and I laid down. 

 Barbara snapped this picture soon after I laid down...

and this picture was taken one minute later.  I fell asleep around 9:15am and slept for three hours.

The second thing I said today after that nap was, "Pops can come down from Heaven and watch over me.  He can't play with me, but I can show him my toys.  Does he know this house?"  I often ask Mimz about Pops, like asking when he can come back from Heaven.  Mimz does her best to explain the situation to me.  She thinks there is a real connection between Pops and me.

I didn't eat much lunch.  I played a lot today, but I also rested many times.  My fever didn't get above 101.4 and a dose of Ibuprofen always brought my temperature down. 

After my nap we played house and storm for almost two hours.  Most of that time we were sitting in our little house on the sofa so we were not real active.   I watched video clips of me as a baby.  That made me laugh. 

I asked Barbara if she knew what I was going to be when I grew up.  She guessed a cowboy fireman.  I told her, "No, just a regular fireman."

I like to go down a check list of things I need to do, like:  get dressed, check, eat breakfast, check, brush teeth, play outside, check, play fireman, check.   Barbara says that sounds like something Uncle Andy would do.

One time I told Barbara I needed to throw up, so I stood over the toilet and nothing happened.  Mimz suggested we have a bucket handy in case I get sick and don't have time to get to the bathroom. 
I have only thrown up on three occasions my entire life, I think.  Well, other than tiny baby spit-up but that doesn't count.

Daddy is in Galveston this weekend with a group of friends from high school.  Mommy and Grandma are scrap booking so I am spending the weekend with my great grandparents and Barbara. 

GGM and I had a tea party.  She got me to eat a bowl of grits and a honey sandwich and drink some fresh water.  They think it is funny that I ask for "fresh" water, as if they would give me any other kind.  After the tea party we went outside for a short time.  I was ready to come inside after just a few minutes of riding my scooter.

I loved playing in a tub full of bubbles!

I had a 101 temperature so at 8:30pm I was given some more Ibuprofen.  At 9pm I was given some Mucinex.  I was feeling worse at that time than I had all day. I was cold and had goose bumps.  I had a "frog in my throat" but it didn't hurt. 

I haven't complained about my ears or my throat hurting.  I don't complain at all except to sometimes say I am sick and look forlorn.

After dinner, I wanted to lay on the sofa and we didn't have any small blankets downstairs, so I covered up with a towel.

Right before falling asleep I was playing with a new iPad app.  I was asleep by 9:15.  Barbara took my temperature while I was asleep.   101.4 which is the highest so far.  Mimz told her that my fever seems to get worse at night... and it is.  Mimz is on-call if she is needed.